The storm frightens me up
Just like your absence does
You, a thunder disguised as a human
Fell upon
My head
And since then
This thunder
Screams
Within my chest
The storm outside
Keeps on falling
It floods my bedroom
And that overflows over my bed
Now I'm able to understand it
Now I have
Different dreams
While I can't sleep
While waiting for you
And it is raining on the world
I can't get used to
The lack of Brazilian notion
And this shade of despair
That reached our love
I think of the man who sleeps
On the waters of the river
And that now fluctuates in the rivers of life
And the shacks
On the edge of the chasm
Slipping in cynicism
Of Vieira Souto 1
Now I have different dreams
While I can't sleep...
Through the tunnels
In the bottom of the pit
Nobody is immune to that
Growing up in the sewers
And our love
Without any risks and glory
Relies on the history
Of my land of disgust
Now I have different dreams
While I can't sleep...
1. I don't get what this sentence means in the original Portuguese lyrics. 'Vieira Souto' is an avenue in Rio de Janeiro