Baseado Em Fatos Reais (ao Vivo)

memories that I carry in my mind of life
that I had only of pain and lament many bad things
very few were the good ones, the drugs, the violence,
the crime, the suffering for my crown,
I didn't think about anything, I partied all night
at 18 years old the first stupid thing
I had a child with the girl who was no longer firm,
dumb and virgin boy was for her beauty.
I ask God how all this could happen to me,
but where did all this start,
was where everything could happen
and this girl where did you meet her
the girl was in the scene don't pay to see.
for me to be more specific and clear
it was a place called samba do capão
just 2 minutes of conversation and the fate of that girl
my opal should have called me
when she was ashamed to hold my hand,
should have seen the value of that girl
when she enjoyed the sound of tigrão
man my despair was launched when I found out
that that girl had gotten pregnant by me.
the news made my life turn upside down,
but for the stupid things I deserve it.
with calm and competence that girl knew what she wanted,
she told me to break with money,
because tomorrow would be a new day,
without thinking I broke
but I didn't know I swear to God in heaven
that my dream was to have that girl as my daughter.
there's more, but she knew what she wanted,
how did she know what she wanted,
hold on hold on brother, she took my daughter,
damn man, she took my daughter.
when I heard the news I just wanted to die, I got rid of parents,
of family members you have to see it to believe it
abandoned I saw the scenes of my life passing by
and I desperately dreamed of that little girl
calling me: 'daddy you didn't know,
but I had my dreams, I dreamed of growing up by your side,
I met an angel called mommy,
but the world's evil was stronger,
she was stronger daddy.'
to recover I got a job at school, left fashion aside, started playing soccer,
I really quit drugs,
I decided to continue my life,
left behind the guys from the criminal life,
I found out that from that moment on
life would have to be my acronym,
but, little did I know that evil was still to come,
I felt strange everything I ate made me sick,
medicines, superstitions, churches none of that helped,
that's when a medical test result pointed out,
man they had to do 3,4,5 for me to read,
see and believe that in my blood in my life hiv viruses were circulating
I thought those things only happened to others
then I stopped and thought what was the value of my effort,
despair made me just another murderer,
same place, it seemed like that first scene
and that day she talked to me thinking I wanted some scheme,
but no, without opal cannon in hand, heartache, despair,
panic, crying, the sequence blood on the floor, several shots,
smell of gunpowder and a blown brain
maybe the best moment of my life that moment
I felt avenged,
shortly after the police arrived I don't even remember my reaction
I remember the hammer hitting, boom, 6 years of detention,
carandiru several stories, several partners,
several reports, front line, terastiado,
agreement with employee in there was a lot,
3 years of suffering dressed in my permit,
thanks to God I managed to return to the harmony of my home,
that there was nothing, today in the room in the terminal phase in the hospital
maybe thief that's why I'm feeling bad.
at 23 years old away from the affection of my family,
imagining far away the face of that little girl my daughter,
thinking right about the firm brother that I could have been,
missing my mother who could be here by my side with me,
remembering my brothers who grew up by my side,
sad for the people who complain about life
without ever having gone through it,
but I pray for the soul of that girl
that I know she wasn't firm,
I pray for the guys who delude themselves
exchange life for just a glass of beer,
I ask the father that his story be different from mine,
I ask the father that that guy and that girl use a condom,
valuable life I know that the cheap stings,
don't choose the girls, my time is coming,
many are going astray,
Jesus is coming back and the world is ending
and time is running out,
end of a life without glory,
friend take me in memory, I'm out,
the head is a long way from evil.
in a hospital room in the terminal phase
maybe that's why I'm feeling bad,
maybe that's why brother I'm feeling bad.
hey brother you're with me in my heart hey brother,
take you in memory hey I'll be with you until the end,
you can count on me with whatever comes.
but what makes me sadder,
is knowing that I will die between today or tomorrow,
what makes me sadder is knowing that this story
is not just mine,
the kids had to know that the rose is beautiful
but it brings with it the thorn and this thorn brings a lot of evil
what makes me even sadder
is knowing that despair makes many mothers
set aside a beautiful thing that God left on earth
called son.
take me in memory, because my future is death.