Só Isso [English translation]

I see the dawn in the mountain, turn on the Victrola

As if I was part of that samba from Cartola

The old women in nighties take their brats to school

Crossing the streets barefeet, annoying those playing

And those only watching everything happening

Still keep that purity from normal, like nobody else wants to be these days

Chicks wanna wear short clothes, shake their asses on TV

Kids want to drop school, become football stars

That's cool, this stigma didn't only affect me

When my grand-granddaddy had teeth, they did that way too

That doesn't mean Luther King's dream has turned to dust

The man dies, the hope of a better world remains

Rhymes now talk about the space changing the course of the Nile

I still talk with old ladies about the price rise of bread waiting in the line

I honor my fellows, like those singing what they live

João Nogueira playing on another place

I've been actually thinking while staring at the window

That while people look for life's purpose I just live it

I put my cap as a gangsta, in protest against Donald Trump

I write my verses sussed out, kinda like those from Rump

That's it, (it) I'm keeping my promise

My temper doesn't grime, that's where my rhymes come from

Pretty things cheer me, with an old school inspiration

Cheap soda in my cup, surrounded by my mates

An that's it, why pretension on my dressing?

I keep trusting on this, while my presence on this planet is somehow needed

Ideas flourish inside the bus

Patativa didn't study medicine but touched the heart

Want more, son?

Wanna see poverty, indifference, agony?

Take a deep breath, close your eyes and unleash the poetry

At home there was never any home theater surround

But that's not misery, my hood is just underground

Zé Keti, Cartola, Paulinho da Viola playing to make me feel quite good

Kinda like Jackson do Pandeiro, real sound, a feeling that only a few have

Bogus Cable TV to see videos, MP to do beats, all these stuff that make us Zen

Take your records, gotta record some rhymes today, yea

Can't remember it all anyway

It's worthy to be alive, even if its just to say

That it's not worth to be alive, but it's worthy to be alive

Rich people never had freedom without their bodyguards

Ya laugh to your money but how many times did it laugh back to you?

Still stacking, surround the gold as a sign of fear

If it was based on merit, they would lose their rings and fingers

Y'all know why their bank account is so full?

There's more than needed cause it's missing on someone else's

The table turns, no one knows what will happen

I thought I would die of starvation, then I bought a MPC

Make my shit happens putting my soul on it

Like the old school niggas, protecting their stuff

I don't walk for no reason, things get hard sometimes

It's like people say you have half a cup full

I thank God for sharing the 17 with Candeia

In the disputes I just watch, while the chicks pass by

How cool is that, my money making our hood prettier

I have a lot to lose, for someone who never had anything

Slim at the M'Boi Mirim playing the guitar by himself

Emicida at the corner with his notes, mute

The amount of time we have is meaningless

One day everything has the same destiny of the Ashanti Empire

I know some Orcs make sadness look stronger

But are you born to live, or to wait to die?

The visible suffering is bad for my fellas

But the one writing the script for this all is not Stanley Kubrick, it's God

The way to go is to have faith, it almost always work

Determination, courage, the strenght comes from Ogum

To think straight without ire, get rid of all lies

Remember of every wise word from Mom Jacira

With those chants for Iansã that Ms. Clara did back then

Slowly but steady, so that the culture is kept alive