São Barreiro (Santo Dos Cachaceiros)

It's tough, my life upside down
I only get into trouble, what bad luck
Every mess I get into
Can't I get anything right?

I wake up hungover with an invitation to party
There's not a single good soul inviting me to pray
But if it's to lead me astray, it's crowded
I'm just hanging out with this messed up crowd

To get out of this life
Some are dating, getting married, one even became a priest
And I'm just another partygoer in the world
Waiting for a miracle

But, in the meantime, I keep going
Is there a saint for drunkards?
If he exists, his name is São Barreiro
Hey, São Barreiro! help me!