É Tudo Pra Ontem (feat. Gilberto Gil)

Maybe it's good to start from the end
After all, it's a whole year of only Friday the thirteenth
You could also call me from time to time
I walk like a caterpillar, sad, unable to go out

Here's the mantra that brings us to the center
While I clean a bathroom, dishes, wanting to cleanse the soul
In the calm of the germinating seed
I need to look at my girls

The yellow leaf, like food, ages
It's life, it happens with people and documents
It's so sad to have to come, a bad thing to unite us
And not even now, bro, let's go in time

Living is leaving, returning, and sharing (that's it)
Leaving, returning, and sharing (it's all for yesterday)
Living is leaving, returning, and sharing
Leaving, returning, and sharing

I saw trees shedding their flowers for no one
I'm zen in my moment, Coltrane anti-jazz
Children have the sky within reach
Brother, is there time to be more?

I know, damn, not even stars are the same
There's more, victory now is a sliver of sun
In the end, Tetsuo was right
So all the sand in the hourglass, goes

And the photos turn yellow, like teeth
Plants, people, flame, intermittent fever
Empty road, full inbox
And suddenly, a hot square light says

Living is leaving, returning, and sharing
Leaving, returning, and sharing
Living is leaving, returning, and sharing
Leaving, returning, and sharing

The Creator left humanity here on Earth
And went to some other place in the cosmos
One day, he remembered us and said
Ah, I left my creatures on Earth
I need to see what they have become

But, while making this incredible move to come see us, he thought
What if they have become something worse than I can conceive?
The best would be not to have a personal encounter with them
I'll do the following, I'll transform into another creature
To see my creatures

He turned into an anteater and went out into the field
At a certain moment, a group of hunters, armed with clubs and lassos
Approached a landscape, advanced on him, captured him
And took him to the camp with the obvious intention of eating him

Two twin children, who watched the scene
Prevented him from being taken to the bonfire
He then revealed himself to the boys
Who, before the adults found out, covered up his escape
On the side of a hill, the boys shouted
Grandpa, grandpa, what do you think of us, your creatures?
And God replied: More or less!

Living is leaving, returning, and sharing (death is when tragedy becomes a habit)
Leaving, returning, and sharing (for the difference to which no one is immune)
Living is leaving, returning, and sharing (but listen from someone born in a fence)
Leaving, returning, and sharing (it's only in the darkness that you notice the fireflies)

Living is leaving, returning, and sharing
Leaving, returning, and sharing
Living is leaving, returning, and sharing
Leaving, returning, and sharing

Living is leaving, returning, and sharing
Living is leaving, returning, and sharing
Living is leaving, returning, and sharing
Leaving, returning, and sharing