Saudade Acumulada (part. Kell França)

Look... It's strange to find
I'm not doing so bad, what a pity
I used to think that bar tables were just for men
And now I'm in this bar and find myself crying
Asking why you left my life

I've looked for you everywhere
I've kissed many lips
I've laid in many beds to satisfy the urge
I've looked for you in the city's bars
Another disappointment and an empty glass
Accumulating longing

I've looked for you everywhere
I've kissed many lips
I've laid in many beds to satisfy the urge
I've looked for you in the city's bars
Another disappointment and an empty glass
Accumulating longing