Richard came inside a gas-truck's gear
Hiding from officers
Crossing the limits of the country's fears
And lying as gossipers
As he decided to leave the hiding place
To take a walk in the American dream
Felt so scared but he needed some sun on the face
And in the street officers took him
Those were hard days for a gambler
Those were hard days for a man
But too hard to remember
As he hard to leave again
Richard got rid of Miami low
By deportation and some injuries
When te moreno man
With a punch on the law
Got in love so tenderly
Because in the flight he heard a voice
Which latin accent swung his soul
So when they landed, love left no choice
Had to go with her to Mexico
Those were hard days for a gambler
Those were hard days for a man
But too hard to remember
As he hard to leave again
Richard waited the night
To leave the house of cheer
When she was sleeping safe
Kissed her belly with a guilty tear
But must get lonely to be rave
And hit the road looking for something else
But for the first time felt alone
Wanted a place to rest in peace
But there's no way back home
compositores: MARIA LUIZA ARRUDA BOTELHO PEREIRA DE MAGALHA
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