Right now I can
Consider myself a lucky guy
Because although I'm very young
I feel safe and sound and strong
God is Brazilian and walks by my side
And so I can't suffer over last year anymore
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
But this year I won't die
But this year I won't die
I dream higher than drones
Fuel of my kind? Hunger
To tear it up like a cyclone
So tomorrow won't be just a yesterday
The vulture circles, eager for the fall
Body, mind, soul, one, kinda Ayurveda
Water style, I run among the rocks
In the plot, everything, the murky dramas, I'm a playwright
I call you to step away from the mud
While I set the world on fire
No melodrama, I'm after cash, that's hosanna in progress
Capulanas, katanas, seeking nirvana is the resource
It's a dog-eat-dog world for us, losing isn't an option, right?
From where the wind bends, straight talk sprouts
I don't let it slide, there's no way to let it slide
The goal is to knock the ground out
From those who laughed at us when we were roofless
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
But this year I won't die
Prize sticker, glow in the dark
In a beanie, top of the hill and all the homies
With pieces in the lining and the worst impulses
Only God and I know what it's like to have nothing, to be kicked out
I lay lines on the world, but once wanted to lay them on my wrist
Without the dough, our life's not worth a dog's, sad
'Hoje Cedo' wasn't a hit, it was a cry for help
Bro, rancor is like a tumor, it poisons the root
Where the crowd only wants to be happy
Where the latest trend is depression that looks like vacation
Grandma says hating the devil is easy, easy
Hard is to live in hell
Because the same scoundrel empire that doesn't take you seriously
Interferes to knock you down, strike back!
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
But this year I won't die
Allow me to speak, not my scars
They're supporting actors, no, better, extras
That shouldn't even be here
Allow me to speak, not my scars
So much pain steals our voice, know what's left of us?
Targets strolling around out there
Allow me to speak, not my scars
If this is about living, reducing me to survival
Is stealing the little good I've lived
Finally, allow me to speak, not my scars
Thinking those woes define me is the worst crime
It's handing the trophy to our executioner and making us disappear
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
I've cried like crazy
But this year I won't die
Hey, street kid, hey, street girl
Dry those tears, right?
Take a deep breath and get back in the ring
You're getting out of that prison
You're going after that diploma
With the fury of the Sun's beauty, got it?
But this year I won't die