Amigos, Amigos
Roberto Carlos
Friends, Friends
So much time of us two
I don't know why shortly after
It doesn't exist anymore
So many letters already written
So many sleepless nights
It's what brings me here
And you still insist on asking
That I continue to see you
Under the simple condition
Of friends
After scribbling so much
On everything, anywhere
Your name and mine
Everything that is yours is marked
Your picture even wet
By my kisses
Our world of promises
Of words, of affection
I saw it fall to the ground
And you want the condition
Of friends, friends, friends
I don't know how or why
Friends, friends, friends
Just friends, nothing more
Your hair, your hands
Your voice with emotion
I keep with me
And the desire I felt
To deceive myself that I forgot you
It didn't make sense
The unspoken longing
Every tear held back
I can't keep
And we can't stay
Friends, friends, friends
I don't know how or why
Friends, friends, friends
Just friends, nothing more
