Foi Por Conveniência [English translation]

Beautiful isn't it, doesn't even reach the feet

Of the fairy tale the girl dreamed of

It wasn't for love, it was for convincing

He forced himself to get used to it

Didn't let go

Soft water hit the stone

So hard the stone collapsed

She thought that it was love

He thought it comfortable, he stayed

It wasn't for love

It was on that Sunday, in an empty bed

Longing for the children, for the good morning message

Fear of dying alone, pressure from the family

It was anything but what they call love

There was no request, nor a set date

No do you want to marry me, no kiss on the stairs

In the name of loneliness and need,

It wasn't for love, it was for convenience