O Tempo Passa

Time passes, time flies,
Buckle up, choose your seat,
If life goes by - (Alright)
Like a train - (Huh)
I’m a passenger, I’m going too.

The train of life is in a hurry
Get on this one or wait at the station of greed, malice, laziness, envy.
Forget it, hop on the train, anyone can board.
No ticket, no pass, just the will to live and be free.
No bars, no cells, no locks,
The whistle blew, it’s here, it’s smoky, run without fear,
The mind can fly, just want it, Doc is tough, but you choose your fate.
Just don’t get on the deadly car,
Plans behind money, bodies in cells or lit up by metal.
In this train car, the village of souls wins,
Those who clap for death are the triggers of the guns.
Get on the life car, bring the family, the kids, the girls,
The accordion player, the DJ, the tambourine, the Bumbo Leguero, the street beatbox.
From Guedes and Dependents, buckle up, the journey continues.

I stop, think, and reflect, but time just passes.
The time that goes, the time that comes, never gets surpassed.
I learned and grew with it, to this day I trust it.
The key to my future for now is just with it (Yeah).
No one knows what’s going on then,
As they say, time is the master of reason.
Travel with me and discover this truth,
The taste of freedom living the reality (Yeahhh).
Because of time, today I am who I am.
Feet on the ground is the theory to know where I stand, I live
My life in function of time,
Passing example while I travel through time.
Today I know who I am, but I don’t know where I’m going.
Time doesn’t stop, that’s the advantage because I know who I am.
Lenzo Rizzo got the flow,
Lenzo Rizzo doesn’t have the gift.
Time doesn’t stop and I thank Da Guedes for the collaboration.

Life passes like a bullet train at high speed.
Buckle your seatbelt.
Join me on this journey.
Each of us is a passenger.
We’re just passing through.
Our lord is the engineer who commands the trip.
Time passes, increasing with each car.
If the train doesn’t derail, death is at the last station.
That’s why I live each day with my brothers.
Today I breathe, tomorrow I don’t know, lying in a coffin.
So live each day like it’s your last.
Don’t give a reason, follow the light at the end of the tunnel.
Love is the fuel of the locomotive.
The journey is long, sometimes short and very painful.
Time is king, I’ll go until God wants.
Spam, Vila Jardim, my hood keeps me standing.
East side...

Buckle up, choose your seat,
With the frantic rhythm of life, time flies.
Those who wait don’t catch up, fall behind, don’t achieve.
Vegeta roots in the wrong lane, all life.
The train is already leaving, it’s time to say goodbye.
Welcome aboard the transformation car.
I’m a passenger, I’m okay! That’s why I’m going too,
I’ll go wherever God wants, life takes me.