Peito Vazio (part. Ney Matogrosso)

Can't do anything
When the longing tightens
Inspiration escapes me
I feel my soul deserted
An emptiness fills my chest
And indeed I feel
In my chest an emptiness
Missing your caresses
The nights are long
And I feel colder
I try to drown in alcohol
Your memory
But I notice that my revenge
Is ridiculous
I will follow the advice
Of friends
And I guarantee I won't drink
Never again
And with time
This immense longing I feel
Fades away