Otto — Naquela Mesa song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Naquela Mesa" by Otto.
Lyrics
Naquela mesa ele sentava sempre
E me dizia sempre
O que e viver melhor
Naquela mesa ele contava historias
Que hoje na memoria
Eu guardo e sei de cor
Naquela mesa ele juntava gente
E contava contente
O que fez de manha
E nos seus olhos era tanto brilho
Que mais que seu filho
Eu fiquei seu fa Eu nao sabia que doia tanto
Uma mesa num canto
Uma casa e um jardim
Se eu soubesse o quanto doi a vida
Essa dor tao doida
Nao doia assim
Agora resta uma mesa na sala
E hoje ninguem mais fala
No seu bandolim
Naquela mesa ta faltando ele
E a saudade dele
Ta doendo em mim,
Naquela mesa ta faltanto ele
E a saudade dele
Ta doendo em mim.
Lyrics translation
At that table he always sat
And he always told me
What and live better
At that table he told stories
That today in memory
I keep and know by heart
At that table he would gather people
And counted happy
What did you do in the morning
And in his eyes was so much brightness
What more than your child
I stayed your fa i did not know it hurts so much
A table in a corner
A house and a garden
If I knew how much life hurts
This pain so crazy
Don't hurt like that
Now there is a table left in the room
And today no one else speaks
On your mandolin
At that table Ta missing it
And the longing for him
Ta aching in me,
At that table ta missing him
And the longing for him
It hurts in me.