Vagabundo Não é Fácil

If I didn't have a canker sore, I would even serenade her. Who ended up living right above my window. (repeat)

Lying down, awake, sitting on the bed, chasing away the mosquitoes. While I make a remedy from my head.

Mixing honey, with baking soda. Just to keep the throat in check, covering your deafness and because we are already people without hatred.

And besides, everything in perfect peace. Even when it's said that it's over, I still want to die of love.

Go! Get away from my window. That's taking the lead from the Sun. Thinking everything is soccer?

At least take one certainty, you leave me hurt. But you won't drive me crazy, because that's what I am, that's what I already am. (repeat)