O Mundo É Um Moinho
Cazuza
The World is a Mill
It's still early, my love
You've barely begun to know life
And already you announce the hour of departure
Without even knowing the direction you'll take
Pay attention, dear
Although I know you're determined
At every corner, a piece of your life falls away
In no time, you won't be who you are
Listen to me well, my love
Pay attention, the world is a mill
It will grind down your petty dreams
It will reduce illusions to dust
Pay attention, dear
With each love, you'll only inherit cynicism
Before you know it, you'll be on the edge of the abyss
An abyss you dug with your own feet
