Há Tempos [English translation]

It looks like cocaine but it's just sadness, maybe your city.

Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness

And the gap and the waste, heirs are

Now of the virtue we lost.

A Long time ago I had a dream

I do not remember, I do not remember

Your sadness is so accurate

And now the day is so beautiful

We are used to

no longer have even that.

Dreams come and dreams go

The rest is imperfect.

You said that if your voice had equal force

as the immense pain you feel

your scream would wake up

not even your house

But the whole neighborhood.

And a long time ago not even the saints have exactly

The measure of evil

A long time ago that young people get sick

A long time ago the charm is missing

And there's rust in the smiles

And only luck extends arms

To those who seek for shelter and protection.

My love, discipline is freedom

Compassion is strength

Having kindness is having courage

And she said:

- At home we have a pool but the water is too clean.