Descer da Cruz
Fátima Leão
Get off the Cross
Difficult is to live in the shadow
Of someone like me
Someone who since childhood
Only caused problems
The bad parts of being a mother
You lived for me
But son, truly
I could never be, in the end
How much I loved you
You will never know
Because my paths
Took me far from you
And even calling you mother
The world did not allow
And today as everyone kills me
Only you loved me
In my hand, the nails
And in your chest, the pain
For men I was a slave
And for you, Lord
On my forehead, thorns
And in yours, the light
To call you mother
I want to get off the cross
Hail Mary
Forgive me if I couldn't give you
What I gave to others
Because today I see in your eyes
How much I hurt you
Don't cry, dear mother
Don't stain your heart
Your son is playing
The nails don't hurt you, no
