Rita took my smile,
And in her smile
My point
She took with her
What was rightfully mine
Ripped from my chest
And else!
She took her portrait, her flitter, her plate
What a role!
An statue of Saint Francis
And a good Noel's1 vinyl
Rita killed our love
On revenge
She didn't even left heritage
She didn't took a buck
For there wasn't any
But she caused losses and damages
She took my plans
My poor deceptions
My twenty years
My heart
And in adition to all
She dumbfounded
My guitar
1. Noel Rosa, brazilian samba singer