Não Chore, Homem [English translation]

The feelings you give me are so small

and I'm leaving you now

All the stuffs you gave me

I'm gonna throw in the trash

For me, what counts

is affection

I'll try to be more competent

in the choice of my next romance

Honey

Next romance, honey

Next romance, honey

Next

Next

Next

I want someone better,

and more cute

I don't need someone like you

What you get now is the result of my loneliness

I'll try to be more competent

in the choice of my next romance

Honey

Next romance, honey

Next romance, honey

Next

Next

Next

Don't cry, man

But things not always are like that,

right, nanna?

These are things we can never choice

The things from the heart,

Right, nanna?

Are they forever this way or can we change them?

Next time I don't wanna mix up

a simple crush with pure love illusions

Don't cry, man