Pra Machucar Meu Coração

It's been a year and a half, my love,
That our home collapsed
My sabiá, my guitar,
And a cruel disillusionment,
Was all that remained
Remained,
To hurt my heart

Who knows, maybe it was better this way,
Better for you and better for me
Life is a school, where we need to learn
The science of living to avoid suffering