Fiz Por Você o Que Pude

All the time that I live
Only you fascinate me
Mangueira
I fought in my youth
I did what I could for you

Mangueira
Our struggles go on
They trim the branches
They harvest the fruits
And once again, we sow

And at the end of this labor
Another songwriter emerges
With the same blood in their veins
Dreamed since they were a kid
Had a feline desire
To tell all your story

I realized this dream
One day I took up the lyre
And sang all your glories
Forgive me the comparison
But I made a transfusion

Behold, Jesus rewards me
Another songwriter emerges
A young one of great worth
With the same blood in their veins