Lyrics Jorge Ben - Que Pena

She does not like me anymore
But I like her anyway
Too bad, too bad
She is no longer my little
Too bad, too bad

For it is not easy to recover
A long lost love
For she was a flower, a flower She was
The others were basil
The others were basil
She was a flower
She was sent a flower in my heart
Heart,

She does not like me anymore
But I like her anyway
Too bad, too bad
She is no longer my little
Too bad, too bad

But I will not cry
I'm going to sing
Because life goes on
Because life goes on
And I will not be alone
In the middle of the street on the street
Waiting for someone to give me a hand