We’re back to the startI won’t go to the landThru the eye of an eagleNothing seems to ruffle her
The life is going onBut why don’t you see meAgainst the meaning of my friendsI’m not ready to let you go
Please can’t you see my feelings and my lonely soulPlease can’t you my feelings and my lonely soul

Let's try to sayThat you're lovingThat you're risingIt's not so badThat's what you sayYou're insaneCause you're lovingAnd now it's heavenIt's what you sayCause here's the painCause here's the mainIt sounds scaryYou wanna go backI need to goJust take it backBefore the storm
That's what you sayThat you're lovingThat you're fadingIt's not so badHere's what you sayYou're insaneCause you're lovingThere's no more heavenLet's try to you sayCause here's the mainCause here's the jailIt's so scaryYou fall on your backToo late to goYou look at your backI feel the storm
But if you playYou have to know
Which is the end you really want to go

An other summer breath
crise his melancholy deep inside.
But he doesn't understand between his pain and his distress
So he always sit in the same place hoping something gonna change But he always listen a voice wich plays a strange melody

If you cross my way, let me make your day If i cross yours, anyone can makes mine *4
A new winter breeze increased his pain deep inside
He want to get closer to the light but the fears is holding him back His refuge is the solitude who takes him away from his soul
But this strange melody gives him a way to become free

If you cross my way, let me make your day If i cross yours anyone can makes mine *4

He tries to believe cos he knows it, cos he knows it, cos he knows it *4

Oh yeah, I wanna get close, Close to you girl. I wanna get close, Close to you girl.

Funk iluminado, bateria da mangueiraNosso funk ta ligado de segunda a sexta feira
Funk ritmado com cozinha de primeiraBelo funk revoltado no swingue da rockeira
Funk bagunçado descambando em barulheiraVira funk sossegado do vovô na gafieira
Funk liberado sem receio sem barreiraPelo funk misturado com forró e capoeira
Povo mal nutrido da caatinga, do cerradoVira povo divertido pelo beat do pecado
Povo destemido de miséria ta cercadoBelo povo colorido da mistura derivado
Povo extrovertido generoso e relaxadoNosso povo é resolvido teje certo teje errado
Povo emputecido com destino complicadoPelo povo corrompido que se cala no senado

I already want to go back home,
With you.

I want it tomorrow,
I want it today,
There is nothing left,
There is no more room.

(It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter,
Everything passes, everything comes back)
(It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter,
Everything passes, everything comes back)