(Davi Sales)
My love
My child
I love you
The hill is sad without you
My love
My hope
It's not suffering
I die and I'm sad without you
My block on the street
You won't parade
In the circle of bamba
I won't samba anymore
You went and left me
You left
Where will my love be at this time?
Oh, oh...
Sit there by the sea
And drown the sadness
I'm going, oh, oh
Sit at a table in a bar
Get drunk, for sure

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