Capitão Gancho

If it weren't for my suitcases full of memories
Or that story that's over a year old
If it weren't for the damages
I wouldn't be me

If it weren't for my aunts with all the pampering
Or if I, as a boy, were more loved
If it didn't go wrong
I wouldn't be me

If the fact is that I am very much to your displeasure
I don't want to be annoying
But I'll be honest
I don't know what you have against me

You can try for hours to make me feel guilty
But it will go wrong
Since it was the rest of my whole life that made me this way

If it weren't for the sighs
And it wasn't for the pain
And this habit of remembering everything like a recorder

If it weren't for God
Playing the writer
If it weren't for Mickey and Tuesdays and panda bears
And the upstairs of the first house I lived in
And you could reach the hill just from the balcony
If it weren't for hunger
And these children
And this dog
And Sancho Panza
If it weren't for the koni and Captain Hook
I wouldn't be me