Fotografia 3x4 [English translation]

I remember the day i arrived

a young guy who came from the north to the big city

with my feet tired and hurt by walking in tirant mile

with tears on my eyes by reading "O Pessoa"

and the green of the sugar cane

in every corner i walked by a policeman stopped me

ask to see my id and later laughed

seeing the photo 3x4

and thinking the name of the place i came from it's strange

because what is falls in the north

lands in the south, newton knew that

Sao Paulo aggressive, run to the Rio to fool myself

Copacabana, and the strip clubs i live close to

even living like this, i didn't forget how to love

that the man it's for the woman and the heart is to share

but the woman i loved

could not follow me

and in the cases of family and money i never really understood

the sun it's not so pretty for who came from the north to live on the streets

the cold night taught me to love more my day

and with the pain, i discovered the power of the joy

and the assurance that i have new things

new thing to say

my history is maybe

the same as yours, a young man that came from the north

in the south lived in the streets

and was dizzy, like usual for his time

and hopelessness, like usual for his time

and in love and aggressive like me and you

my history is maybe

the same as yours, a young man that came from the north

in the south lived in the streets

and was dizzy, like usual for his time

and hopelessness, like usual for his time

and in love and aggressive like me and you

i am like you

i am like you

i am like you listening to me now

i am like you

i am like you

i am like you

i am like you

i am like you