Paula Morelenbaum - Canto de Ossanha Lyrics

The man who says "I give" does not give
Because who gives exactly does not say
The man who says "I go" does not go
Because when it was already it did not want
The man who says "I am" is not
Because who is same is "is not"
The man who says "tô" not tá
Because nobody tá when he wants
Coitado of the man who falls
In I sing it of Ossanha, treasonous
Coitado of the man who goes
Behind mandinga of love
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, I do not go
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, I do not go
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, I do not go
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, I do not go
That I am not nobody to go
In colloquy to forget
The sadness of a love that passed
Not, I only go if I will be pra to see
A star to appear
In the morning of a new love
Friend sinhô, saravá
Xangô ordered me to say to it
If it is I sing of Ossanha, does not go
That much goes to repent itself
Its Orixá asks pro
The love alone is good for aching itself
Its Orixá asks pro
The love alone is good for aching itself
Its Orixá asks pro
The love alone is good for aching itself
Its Orixá asks pro
The love alone is good for aching itself
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, to love
It goes, it goes, it goes, to suffer
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, to cry
It goes, it goes, it goes, to say
That I am not nobody to go
In colloquy to forget
The sadness of a love that passed
Not, I only go if I will be pra to see
A star to appear
In the morning of a new love

The man who says "I give" does not give
Because who gives exactly does not say
The man who says "I go" does not go
Because when it was already it did not want
The man who says "I am" is not
Because who is same is "is not"
The man who says "tô" not tá
Because nobody tá when he wants
Coitado of the man who falls
In I sing it of Ossanha, treasonous
Coitado of the man who goes
Behind mandinga of love
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, I do not go
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, I do not go
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, I do not go
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, I do not go
That I am not nobody to go
In colloquy to forget
The sadness of a love that passed
Not, I only go if I will be pra to see
A star to appear
In the morning of a new love
Friend sinhô, saravá
Xangô ordered me to say to it
If it is I sing of Ossanha, does not go
That much goes to repent itself
Its Orixá asks pro
The love alone is good for aching itself
Its Orixá asks pro
The love alone is good for aching itself
Its Orixá asks pro
The love alone is good for aching itself
Its Orixá asks pro
The love alone is good for aching itself
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, to love
It goes, it goes, it goes, to suffer
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, to cry
It goes, it goes, it goes, to say
That I am not nobody to go
In colloquy to forget
The sadness of a love that passed
Not, I only go if I will be pra to see
A star to appear
In the morning of a new love