Imperfeito
Anderson Freire
Imperfect
Father, forgive my way of thinking I'm perfect
I see mistakes in people, and I don't look at my flaws
I justify myself with good, when I've done wrong
In the end, I acknowledge when I make mistakes again
I'm always declaring: I want to be like a child
With a heart so full of malice and vengeance
Father, forgive my way of thinking I'm perfect
I'm such a flawed sinner, detailed with defects
Father, my Father, I have a lot to change
Father, my Father, help me improve
Father, my Father, I have a lot to change
Father, my Father, help me improve
Father, my prayer may seem so harsh
It's just that this reality in my chest hurts
I couldn't wait, tomorrow would be too late
To give you my heart is my priority
Looking at myself now, I'm still not perfect
But I feel that you love me, even though I'm like this
Thank you for listening to me, I won't even say goodbye
Stay here inside me, never to leave again
Father, my Father, I have a lot to change
Father, my Father, help me improve
Father, my Father, I have a lot to change
Father, my Father, help me improve