Toda essa gente que tá na rua zuando, tá esperando a paz mas ela tá demorando, se liga na parada, a vida é só uma estrada! Tudo é caminho, tem que ir pra frente. Vem pra frente porque atrás vem neguinho querendo fazer diferente.
Em um país de tanta guerra não pode faltar alegria... Não pode haver muitas guerras, se não a gente acaba destruindo a nossa própria terra! Não quero mais lutar, não quero mais saber. Eu só quero é sambar, neguinho! Já falei pra você!
Sente a força do samba, irmão, e deixa a guerra pra lá! Toda a vez que a gente espera ver as coisas melhorar. É só trocar a arma pelo tamborim, trocar a granada pelo tantan e vamos fazer a festa rolar até de manhã.
W e are everything, we are nothing.
E lapse, this is eloquent.
A rithmetic, armaments to the 5th worldwide war, fight of thoughts.
R ight people, right place, right decision. Is this exist? Or it's just by chance?
E xclude, easily done.
A ppeaseing spirits.
L ockup. Our insanity is our own private prision.
L istless.
I f I shout out loud? and would you call me what?
N one of this is real
S how me your belief, reason, fingers. Call me anything.
A nd you could get cold feet if I stare you, or maybe just jump into the unknown, my lover.
N one of us could change the image that we've been facing.
E xtenuating, expulsion, explosion. Call me everything, call me nothing, call me insane.
El dia. No lo conozco. Te conoces?
Doyunavueltaaversitodavia l l u e v e.
Aún no lo encontré el dia, el dia aún no lo encontré. Por que?
El dia. No lo sé.
Me di cuenta que no lo tengo y...
... Me queda dos veranos hasta ahí, allá, aqui, acá.
Aúnqueel s o l traigala f e l i c i d a d,
todavia no lo encontré,
el dia perfecto.
Por que? Damelo.
That day I only had a couple of rats and a broken mirror to get out of mind, I've seen him far, running away and loosing his own thoughts. That time I felt a person quite different, all was dilapidated.
"Split personality?"
"That's a bit simplistic. But yes. He seemed to be so gentle and... He was very convincing,' I said.
''Convincing how?"
"He seemed geuinely kind, interested in others. Sensitive, even."
"And you didn't look into his background?"
"I had no reason to believe he was anything other than the image he chose to project"
He gazed into the night, a dark man with dark thoughts. "What image do I project?"
What image do we project?
