A Gente Esquece
Teresa Cristina
We Forget
We forget a samba
And make another samba
We lose a great love
And find another love
You died in my heart
And in my heart was born
Not another love
But this indifference without longing
Without sadness and without bitterness
We have a hope
And keep on living
We sing even when we’re hurting
I made a samba that I lost
Where I said, you see
That there was no one else
But you
