It's been a year and a half, love
That our home broke apart
My sabiá*, my guitar
And a cruel disappointment
Was all that was left
Was left
To squash my heart
It's been a year and a half, love
That our home broke apart
My sabiá*, my guitar
And a cruel disappointment
Was all that was left
Was left
To squash my heart
Who knows, maybe it was better this way
Better for you and better for me
Life is a school
Where people have to learn
The science of living without suffering