To speak in treason It is to speak in pain, Disillusionment, torment, Dilaceração! Who never was only traído It is unaware of, of the treason, the horror! Trair to loves who it, It is for the coasts Apunhalar, To destroy the confidence That, in you, it was, one day, Deposited. Why the treason? Why the people traem? She will be for unreliability, Or me the intention? Or to only observe In the other, the reaction? Treason does not have pardon, Remedy, does not have, also. It is an incurable illness, That it will be forever Stamped in the feelings, In the unconscious one of what he was traído. A lethal poison is the treason It slowly goes killing The love that one day liveed inside Of a heart.