Histórias do Coração

I speak for the parents who lost their children
For the children who lost
Their parents and never gave news
The wound in the chest never heals
The search was in vain
They even became TV highlights
The mother's concern dominates,
She wants her son back
Joins her hands, kneels on the floor, starts to pray
Asks God for him to return...
The fear is strong, the pressure rises, the tears flow

I see and hear that mother in her bed in tears...
"Suffering, crying..."
For her son who left, hasn't returned yet
What happened?
Went out to go to school, play some ball
And disappeared
And tiredness won
Her son lost
Was reported missing
Not found, case closed
Became a police file
They find no clues
Became a law failure, ratings for the media...
He was the main news!

Every Saturday and Sunday
Only God knows where you're going... (x2)

The heart tightens, the chest suffocates,
Why does it have to be like this?
What will catch?
What will happen?
When will it end?
There are so many good things in the world,
Why do people do this?
Take the life of those who have so much to live and for those left behind the pain is indescribable...
I don't know
Which side the law is on
Face me, look at me, tell me, point me the way out, what is the alternative?
Believe in who!?
In our hearts or in justice?
Waiting for news from those who left and left no trace
No sign of life, no message,
Not even a last hug
Believe that everything that is happening is just a dream where
We are afraid to wake up and see that everything is reality
All true,
Feeling alone in the middle of the crowd...
No, no, no, no, don't cry anymore
No, don't feel incapable
Life goes on, fulfill the dreams of those you lost
And may God light your path

Every Saturday and Sunday
Only God knows where you're going... (x2)

I feel the sadness separating another family...
I look at your face
And see the distress
The mourning caused by the sadness of a day...

Scheduled time
Everyone dressed up
It's more than agreed, Saturday and Sunday are two sacred days
Visit a friend, see the family again,
Give a tight hug,
Live life with joy, as if there were no other day...

Speech: this message
Is dedicated to all the people who were separated by the line of life...
People who knew each other, people who loved each other...
Young, children, old
People who were caught off guard by the inevitable...
These people have not completely gone.
They still live thanks to you
Who feeds them
With memories, longing, memories and a lot of faith.
They are alive, yes.
They live near you.
They live in a place kept by you under lock and key.
In a very intimate place.
In your heart...
Peace!!!

Every Saturday and Sunday,
Only God knows where you're going... (x2)