126 Cabides
Contando, são 126 cabides
E no guarda-roupa
Um grande espaço seu deixado
O que faço?
Estou eu bem no meu canto
Futuro levado meu, roubado
Tô negociando com a solidão
Tô tentando convencer
Que ela não fique, não, se vá
Tô eu negociando com a solidão
Só me cobre esse juros
No final da outra estação e se vá
E eu nem quis te ver de malas prontas
Levando o que eu temia
Suas roupas e minha alegria
E eu nem quis te ver de malas prontas
Nós dois não mais existe
Só ficaram 126 cabides
Tô eu negociando com a solidão
Tô tentando convencer
Que ela não fique, não, se vá
Tô eu negociando com a solidão
Só me cobre esse juros
No final da outra estação e se vá
E eu nem quis te ver de malas prontas
Levando o que eu temia
Suas roupas e minha alegria
E eu nem quis te ver de malas prontas
Nós dois não mais existe
E eu nem quis te ver de malas prontas
Levando o que eu temia
Suas roupas e minha alegria
E eu nem quis te ver de malas prontas
Nós dois não mais existe
Só ficaram 126 cabides
Contados
126 Hangers
In total, there are 126 hangers
And in the wardrobe
A large space left by you
What do I do?
I'm doing just fine in my corner
My future, taken from me, stolen from me
I'm negotiating with loneliness
I'm trying to convince
She shouldn't stay, no, she should go
I'm negotiating with loneliness
Just charge me that interest
At the end of the next station, and then go
And I didn't even want to see you with your bags packed
Taking what I feared
Your clothes and my joy
And I didn't even want to see you with your bags packed
The two of us no longer exist
Only 126 hangers remained
I'm negotiating with loneliness
I'm trying to convince
She shouldn't stay, no, she should go
I'm negotiating with loneliness
Just charge me that interest
At the end of the next station, and then go
And I didn't even want to see you with your bags packed
Taking what I feared
Your clothes and my joy
And I didn't even want to see you with your bags packed
The two of us no longer exist
And I didn't even want to see you with your bags packed
Taking what I feared
Your clothes and my joy
And I didn't even want to see you with your bags packed
The two of us no longer exist
Only 126 hangers remained
Counted