Brenda
Quem nunca se arranhou numa cerca de arame farpado
Que rabisca a pele da gente
Escrevendo histórias, histórias do passado
Quando éramos felizes, a gente morava na fazenda e lá tinha a filha do Patrao
A filha do patrão que se chamava Brenda
E eu era apaixonado, apaixonado por ela, e ela apaixonada por mim também era
E eu era apaixonado, apaixonado por ela, e ela apaixonada por mim também era
E hoje estou apaixonado e casado com a filha do patrão
Ela se chama Brenda e roubou meu coração
Ela se chama Brenda e eu virei o patrão
E eu virei o patrão
Brenda
Who has never scratched themselves on a barbed wire fence?
That scribbles on our skin
Writing stories, stories of the past
When we were happy, we lived on the farm and there was the boss's daughter
The boss's daughter whose name was Brenda
And I was in love, in love with her, and she was in love with me too
And I was in love, in love with her, and she was in love with me too
And today I am in love and married to the boss's daughter
Her name is Brenda and she stole my heart
Her name is Brenda and I became the boss
And I became the boss
Escrita por: Débora Fernanda Lopes