Bilhete [English translation]

I broke your plate, locked my room

Drank your liquor

Tidied the place, already packed your bags

Left them in the hallway

I cleaned my life, took you out of my body

Took you out of my innards

Had a type of abortion

And finally our case has ended, it is dead

Throw the copy of the keys under the door

Doing it for no reason

Thinking about a return

Stay with your things

Good luck, goodbye…..

• Artist:António Zambujo
• Album:Quinto (Deluxe Edition)