Meu amigo Pedro [English translation]

Oftentimes, Peter, you say

Always complaining about loneliness

Who made you with iron, made with fire, Peter

Too bad you don't know

You go to your work every day

Not knowing if it's good or bad

When you want to cry, you go to the bathroom

Peter, things are not quite like this

Every time I feel the paradise

Or I burn crooked in hell

I think of you, my poor friend

Who always wears the same suit

Peter, where you go, i go too

Peter, where you go, i go too

But everything ends where it started

Try to teach me about your things

That life is serious and war is hard

But if you can't, shut up, Peter

And let me live my madness.

I remember, Peter, those old days

When we both thought about the world

Today I call you a square, Peter

And you call me a hobo

Peter, where you go, i go too

Peter, where you go, i go too

But everything ends where it started

All paths are the same

Those who leads to glory or perdition

There are so many paths, so many doors

But only one has a heart

And I have nothing to tell you

But do not criticize me as I am

Each of us is a universe, Peter

where you go, i go too

Peter, where you go, i go too

Peter, where you go, i go too

But everything ends where it started

It's just that everything ends where it started