Aborto Não
Fernanda Brum
No Abortion
One day a very young girl told me
Fernanda, I'm pregnant, what now?
Her hands were black and cold
Trembling, sweating, reaching for mine
She revealed to me that she cried and thought about abortion
She revealed to me that she cried and thought about death
She revealed to me that she cried and thought about the guy
Alone, she cried
I know how hard it can be
The pain of those who didn't deserve it
I know what it's like to want and not be able
To dream of a child in my womb
I talked about the dream of conceiving
I told how many I lost without deserving
I cried and begged in prayer
Don't kill this innocent child
She was chosen within your womb
I am the voice you never heard
Mom, the kiss that never betrayed you
I am and want to be like you
I will be your greatest gift, let me be born, oh
