Espinho na Cama
Trio Parada Dura
Thorn in the Bed
It's already dawn and sleep won't come
I toss and turn in bed
I smoke one cigarette after another
Feeling the longing burning in my chest
I lie down and get up, get up and lie down
The nights for me are a deep torment
The ashtray full of ash and cigarette butts
Is the witness of nights of anguish
That I can't sleep for a second
Tears steal my sleep
In the sad abandonment of first love
I cry sadly and bitterly
Because next to me there's an empty pillow
Nights of sad bitterness
Only misfortune my soul complains
Feeling the absence of someone
It seems like there are thorns in the bed
Feeling the absence of someone
It seems like there are thorns in the bed
Tears steal my sleep
In the sad abandonment of first love
I cry sadly and bitterly
Because next to me there's an empty pillow
Nights of sad bitterness
Only misfortune my soul complains
Feeling the absence of someone
It seems like there are thorns in the bed
Feeling the absence of someone
It seems like there are thorns in the bed
