Goodbye
Triste Goodbye
For Why should I be sad
Soon, his kiss will fill my heart with gladness
I won't get my sadness until then
And when I have found him my arms will fold around him
Love will start to win my heart again
With the Brazilian nights
Forever high as him
Deep into the arm of my day
My search, never ending
My heart never mending
The constant memory of him
And the joy it is to love him
Someday soon I know I'll find him
Love will start to warm my heart again
