A Cada Vento
Emicida
With Every Wind
This morning, crossing the sea
I'll get lost, I'll find myself, with every wind that blows
Each day is a chance to be better than yesterday
The Sun proves it when it crosses the horizon
Becomes a source that warms, illuminates
Just like the look of my girl
Once again, I put hope in my backpack
How much time do we still have to achieve our dream?
I can't get lost
Many exchanged smiles for dimness, now wandering in the crowd
Faceless, with the taste of frustration in their mouths
I'm willing to bring the color of this illustration
In my place, I dedicate time by fraction
So in the end, I don't carry any questions with me
Action without a camera, only light to guide
Sincerity to feel the soul shine
The enemy won't reach me, won't catch me, won't touch me
Nor offend me, they can't see me, let alone understand me
I know each orisha will protect me
Because my rhymes are prayers from the heart
Homage to those who return tired on the bus
So, success on the mission, partner
Is to have peace when laying your head on the pillow
To keep those who make you feel good, close
Congratulations, mom, your project of a happy man worked out!
This morning, crossing the sea
I'll get lost, I'll find myself, with every wind that blows
With my headphones, I doubt the matrix can reach me
Wisdom for my troop to advance
All for the happiness of mine
To maintain our lifelong contract with God
I think straight: Money is the downfall of the people
But have you seen the smile on the face of someone who got a new boot?
That's the deal, man
I want a good life for the people who come from where I come from
Leave the suffering behind, it's hot
If you want to know the meaning of life, forward
I go with the patience of someone collecting cans
Focused on what I have, not on what I will have or had
Another day begins, the train departs, goes
Full of people who left joy on standby
With the essence of the street, the spirit muzzled
When they realize the power they have, be careful!
This morning, crossing the sea
I'll get lost, I'll find myself, with every wind that blows
Clarity in the idea, purity in the heart
Feeling as a guide, honesty as a religion
Honestly, that's it, brother!
