O Beck Está Queimando
Combinação Lethal
The Joint is Burning
My mind falls asleep
My eyelids start to weigh
My words are slow
I couldn't even hear
The feeling that gave me
On my back, I carried all the weight of the soul
Walking alone
My thoughts got lost in the air
The joint is burning, smoke rises
I have the impression of hearing voices
Standing on this road, I wonder
Where is this path taking me
The body floats, the mind falls asleep
I raise my hands and pray
The joint comes to an end, I sit on the sidewalk
I went after paradise and didn't
Didn't find anything
Didn't find anything
Didn't find anything
The green is burning
Smoke rising
And I'm traveling on the path
I sat on the sidewalk
I was smiling (about senseless things)
When I realized, you see, the night had come
And the madness was just beginning
Along the way I saw
Many people burning
And from above someone can see us
From this dark life can protect us
Without us even realizing
In the dark streets
People with different dreams met
And in the future they will become
The most desired reality
But unfortunately, others will never see their dreams
Realized
Life is made of dreams like this
That's what keeps us alive
Conscious or unconscious
But always running from something more
The joint is burning, smoke rises
I have the impression of hearing voices
Standing on this road, I wonder
Where is this path taking me
The body floats, the mind falls asleep
I raise my hands and pray
The joint comes to an end, I sit on the sidewalk
I went after paradise and didn't
Didn't find anything
Didn't find anything
Didn't find anything
My anesthetized mind
Didn't realize how much I was screaming
The explosion of the fireworks that lit up our village
Flávia
Rolling a joint with the brothers
Board present without confusion
Flower of the village Cruzeirinho, go who wants and northwest daughter-in-law
Eldorado canary
Heart teams
Each with their shirt
Proud, right?
To finish
A beer at Carlinhos' Bar
The joint is burning, smoke rises
I have the impression of hearing voices
Standing on this road, I wonder
Where is this path taking me
The body floats, the mind falls asleep
I raise my hands and pray
The joint comes to an end, I sit on the sidewalk
I went after paradise and didn't
Didn't find anything
Didn't find anything
Didn't find anything
The hours go by (the joint is burning)
Sleep is coming (smoke rises)
My eyes slowly close (I have the impression of hearing voices)
I take my last drag (standing on this road)
I sit on the sidewalk, I went after paradise and didn't (I wonder, where is this path taking me)
And didn't find anything
