Pataca Moeda

boy i listened to this fashion thinking about the day my father wasn't with me. Then he left in a heart attack out of nowhere. a month without him. I cry every time I listen

I didn't know my blood country, I was lucky to have someone with a good heart as my stepfather, from my childhood I have beautiful memories with him. He had his questions, the pains of the losses he had in life and that he didn't know how to overcome, we distanced ourselves as I grew up, so he left.

miss my old man who missed him now listening to this fashion, only good memories remained of our role fishing on the in the city with those advice and his good prose misses 😢💔