Filtro Solar (com Pedro Bial)

Sunscreen!
Never stop using sunscreen.
If I could give just one piece of advice about the future,
It would be this: wear sunscreen!
The long-term benefits of using sunscreen are proven and backed by science,
While the rest of my advice has no reliable basis other than my own wandering experience.
But now I’m going to share this advice with you...

Make the most of it, as much as you can, the power and beauty of
Youth.
Or else, forget it... you’ll never really understand the power and beauty of youth until it’s faded away.
But trust me, twenty years from now you’ll look back at your photos,
And realize in a way you can’t even imagine today,
How many, so many opportunities were laid out before you.
And how you really had it all going on,
You’re not fat...

Don’t worry about the future.
Or worry, if you want, but know that
Worrying is as effective as chewing gum to try
To solve an algebra equation.
The real troubles in your life tend to come from things that never crossed your worried mind,
And catch you off guard at 4 PM on a dull Tuesday.

Every day, face at least one thing that truly scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be careless with other people’s hearts.
Don’t tolerate people with careless hearts.
Use dental floss.

Don’t waste time being jealous.
Sometimes you’re on top, sometimes you’re on the bottom.
The struggle is long and, in the end,
It’s just you against yourself.

Don’t forget the compliments you receive.
Forget the insults.
If you can do that, teach me.
Keep the old love letters.
Throw away the old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty for not knowing what to do with your life.
The most interesting people I know didn’t know, at
Twenty-two,
What they wanted to do with their lives.
Some of the most interesting forty-somethings I know still
Don’t know.

Get plenty of calcium.
Be careful with your knees.
You’ll miss them.

Maybe you’ll get married, maybe not.
Maybe you’ll have kids, maybe not.
Maybe you’ll divorce at forty, maybe you’ll dance at your diamond anniversary.

Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much, nor be too hard on yourself.
Your choices always have a fifty-fifty chance of working out,
It’s that way for everyone.
Enjoy your body, use it in every way you can, even!!
Don’t be afraid of your body or what other people might think of it,
It’s the most amazing instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance.
Even if you have nowhere to do it but your own room.
Read the instructions even if you’re not going to follow them later.
Don’t read beauty magazines, they’ll only make you feel ugly.

Chorus (Cidalia Castro):
Brother and sister
Together we’ll make it through
Someday your spirit will take you
And guide you there
I know you’ve been hurting
But I’ve been waiting to be there for you
And I’ll be there just helping you out
Whenever I can.

Dedicate yourself to getting to know your parents. It’s impossible to predict when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings. They’re the best bridge to your past and possibly the ones who will always support you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but never give up on a
Few good ones.
Make a real effort to bridge the geographical and lifestyle gaps, because the older you get,
The more you’ll need the people you met when you were young.

Live once in New York, but leave before you harden.
Live once in Hawaii, but get out before you soften.

Travel.

Accept certain inescapable truths:
Prices will rise, politicians will screw around, you will also grow old.
And when that happens, you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were decent,
And kids respected their elders.
Respect your elders!!
And don’t expect anyone to hold your hand.
Maybe you’ll land a good private retirement plan.
Maybe you’ll marry a good catch, but don’t forget that one of the two might suddenly end.
Don’t mess with your hair too much, or when you hit forty you’ll look eighty-five.

Be careful with the advice you buy,
But be patient with those who offer it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia.
Sharing advice is a way of fishing the past out of the trash, scrubbing it off, repainting the ugly parts, and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But, in sunscreen, believe.

Repeat chorus.

Everybody’s free (repeat until the end).