Mundo de Ilusões / Bom dia

In this world of illusions where we spend our days
I can't be who I am
My life gets confused amidst empty scenes
Of hatred and love
Where people are convinced to buy what they don't need
My God, where am I?
If you pass by my house, please, my dear, let me know
I want to hide my world

I can suffer, I can cry and even fall
But tonight, my love, I'll die laughing
I can suffer, I can cry and even fall
But some days I find myself like this
Because, without love, I see that I am

In a world of illusions
I hide emotions behind a computer
Locked in the bathroom, already with red eyes
I try to hide my pain
My dear, what I wanted was to be in Bahia
With you, there is no end
Without light, without energy, without a car, without rush
Picking fruits in my backyard

I can suffer, I can cry and even fall
But tonight, my love, I'll die laughing
I want to live, make some music, distract myself
But some days, I find myself like this
Because, without love, I see that I am like this

Looking for a direction in this world of illusion
I just hope you don't walk close to the crowd
Deaf and mute, without vision, pretending not to pay attention
When they are gagged by manipulation
And no matter how hard I try, it's always
Different what the soul feels, what the mind understands
Few people understand
Few people understand
What is relevant lately, so far away
More disbelieving than before, the people become ignorant

At this moment, brilliant people grow in the slums
In an instant, brilliant ideas die behind screens
In soap operas in a TV ad
Monitors that ease pain, false comforters
I try to give myself some more time, think about the future
Cool my head, take a deep breath, who knows
Beyond the world, I fool myself
Pretend to forget everything
At the moment, I just think about making music to live
I close my eyes not to see, allow myself not to perceive
The urban coldness, human weakness, the way the week flies
Time that deceives the city, that strangles the system
That explains its tyrannical form, while

If I disconnected, I could even see us in Bahia, you and me
Being blessed by a new day
It seems like irony today to be just nostalgia
Filling a space in my chest with empty gaps

Days of agony, distance hurts
The mind creates in melancholy a thousand philosophies, it relieves me
Even if for a short time, the pain benefits
Today suffering has turned into poetry

I can suffer, I can cry and even fall
But tonight, my love, I'll die laughing
I want to live, make some music, distract myself
But some days I find myself like this
Because, without love, I see that I am like this

In this world of illusions where we spend our days
I can't be who I am
My life gets confused amidst empty scenes
Of hatred and love

Where people are convinced to buy what they don't need
My God, where am I?
If you pass by my house, please, my dear, let me know
I want to hide my world

I can suffer, I can cry and even fall
But tonight, my love, I'll die laughing
I want to live, make some music, distract myself
But some days I find myself like this
Because, without love, I see that I am like this

Looking for a direction
In this world of illusion
I just hope you don't walk close to the crowd
Deaf and mute, without vision
Pretending not to pay attention
When they are gagged by manipulation
And no matter how hard I try, it's always
Different what the soul feels, what the mind understands
Few people understand
Few people understand
What is relevant lately, so far away
More disbelieving than before, the people become ignorant

At this moment, brilliant people grow in the slums
In an instant, brilliant ideas die behind screens
In soap operas in a TV ad
Monitors that ease pain, false comforters
I try to give myself some more time, think about the future
Cool my head, take a deep breath, who knows
Beyond the world, I fool myself
Pretend to forget everything
At the moment, I just think about making music to live
I close my eyes not to see, allow myself not to perceive
The urban coldness, human weakness, the way the week flies
Time that deceives the city, that strangles the system
That explains its tyrannical form, while

If I disconnected, I could even see us in Bahia, you and me
Being blessed by a new day
It seems like irony today to be just nostalgia
Filling a space in my chest with empty gaps

Days of agony, distance hurts
The mind creates in melancholy a thousand philosophies, it relieves me
Even if for a short time, the pain benefits
Today suffering has turned into poetry

I can suffer, I can cry and even fall
But tonight, my love, I'll die laughing
I want to live, make some music, distract myself
But some days I find myself like this
Because, without love, I see that I am like this

Good morning, the sun shines in my window today
And I'm thinking, what if this day were
Different, less gray, like, more colorful
If the neighbor's grass is greener, I say bring flowers
It's not a life, each life is unique
It's not a night to make a song
How I wish I had the luck of a subject
If I drown in my desires, it's a sudden death
Gathering the pieces without leaving home
I'm seeing the world, but only on the surface
I'm about to leave, but I haven't packed

I'm telling you, I'm going to shoot, but I haven't loaded the gun
And with every tear, my world collapses, disarms me
And every hurt I turn into laughter
If I walk on water, it's a miracle of the flow
My calm waters
I swim in nothing if the boat sinks
I'm tired of living what I lived
I'm tired of crying for what I didn't see
I've said it, I'm not leaving here
Until the sun rises again today you'll hear me
I'm tired of living what I didn't see
I'm tired of crying for what I lived
I've said it, I'm not leaving here
Everything I have to say
Today you'll hear me (today you'll hear me)

It's not
I'm tired of living like this
I can't repeat the same mistakes
I'm tired of living like this

Today is a good day to forget what afflicts me
Of all the problems, few really affect me
Leave reason aside, focus and just pretend
That nothing else matters, everything is right so cheers
I don't want the power of the sphinx, nor part of the throne
I don't want your toasts, favors, and bonuses
I have my tones, stereos and monos
The track, the message, that's what we are
A bunch of chromosomes, crazy, sick
Just water and carbon, love and the antonym
Assyrians and Babylonians
Contradiction, mantras
And vices, chronic disorders
Demons and angels, hunger and obesity
We are nothing more than what we say we are
Whoever tells you otherwise, man
Slaps the fool in the face
It's who only accepts the truth as it comes to the eyes
Don't project your frustration on me
The way I came
And who I am is how I'll end
Don't project your ambitions on me
The trust I carry doesn't fit in judgment
Don't project on me in vain
I just regret it, if I have to disappoint you
Before you than me
And the certainty I created
Is greater than my understanding
But the way I walk here doesn't work

It's not
I'm tired of living like this
I can't repeat the same mistakes
I'm tired of living like this