Quando o Pai Se Vai

How am I going to let you...

He left and in his place was emptiness
I remember the day well, he didn't even say goodbye,
He fought, spoke, without thinking and left,
It was better, I've never seen him so hostile
My nephew told me he heard
He asks (at the bar) - the supplement, what was it for?
5 years unemployed, living on a side job
It's sadder than Zico's missed penalty (vix)
I'll leave these ideas aside
Life is life is not a championship
But in reality, I'll confess to you
I thought it would come back, I got tired of waiting
And in despair I walked in a circle
And the natural came from chapter to chapter
In a cubicle my mother, my brothers and I
Without water, food, energy, in the pitch black
In unparalleled suffering,
Today I had lunch, but I don't know if I'll have dinner,
For me, I can take it
But my mother can't breastfeed anymore
And my father comes to mind in an alcoholic coma
I wake up from the trip with the baby feeling colic
And now, what do I do?
Promise to Saint Jude Thaddeus? I?
I'm going to that satellite dish owner's house
I took the kite off the antenna and she was euphoric
Maybe help me or know someone
To give medicine for the baby's crisis
I don't think she is
And now how am I going to get back,
A quick smile comes to my face,
Laughing at myself to enjoy
I came to solve one and found another problem
Worse two hours on foot, what a scene!
The good thing is that it will give you some time to reflect.
I worked hard these days like crazy
I went to a place that wasn't necessary
I was humiliated by the businessman
And from my pocket I spent my last change
To hear him scream until he's hoarse
Without qualifications, there is no productivity,
First degree is a diploma of imbecility
Second degree lost its validity
You have to have college
These guys talking almost destroys me,
But the way it supports my house
I don't know why I didn't respond in the same tone
No one qualifies without the first opportunity
That the main requirement is honesty
That the quality would arrive, that I need
These guys, financed by their father
Call security and shout: get out!
I better have controlled myself
Have you ever thought about leaving there in handcuffs?
I kill my mother out of disgust
I don't want to see my old woman taking IV fluids at the clinic
It's a tape that we pass and that we never imagine
I just know that necessity is not fate
I'll talk like Zé, I choose the job
When I get home I'm going to soak my feet
But nothing, tomorrow everything will be resolved
The baby's high-pitched cry again
And again depression hits and the penny drops
When dad leaves...

(chorus)
How will I leave you
If I love you
How am I going to let...

On the other side, at the other end of the city,
The opposite story is reality
That of a father who honored his paternity
And who raised his children despite adversity
There was no shortage of storms in your life
Four small children, lost their beloved boss
High cholesterol, very high blood pressure
And at the SUS pharmacy, medicine is always out of stock
Hunger combined with the desire to eat
Watched the movie I didn't want to see
Heroically, he did not indulge in drinking
Always keeping your head up
He faced homesickness, unemployment,
He has a fondness for his four kids!
Avoiding the tragic, I said no to trafficking
And in the traffic, he trafficked, testing his ego
Dirty pants, holey shirt and flip-flops
Worked from red to yellow
Chocolates, fruits, mineral water
The terrified lady advanced the signal
The stock market rises several points
Add the bag with the madam's valuables, she in tears
Every day is a battle, I know the trigger
This war does not end, oppressed and oppressor
Leave houses before the sun rises
"no one sees it leaving, no one hears it coming!"
Weekends for him were sacred
I wouldn't go to the lighthouse, I wouldn't wash a car
He was dedicated to his home and children
Homework, keep the kids on track
Everyone had an obligation,
Get up, fold covers, no trash on the floor
He was deeply irritated,
With a father who makes a son and denies it up front
With a father, who doesn't pay pa,
With the argument that the mother will spend
With lipstick, with salon
Making purchases without precision.
Loud excuses for not keeping the commitment
For him, children have nothing to do with it.
Thought about getting married, but didn't find anyone
That you treat your children well
The way he really wanted
And he made a vow that the widower would continue
Believes that education is necessary
Introduced them to the community library
Which was very close to your house
A place where kids would go alone
I wouldn't listen to rap, but I was observant
He started paying attention to the lyrics and released
He always said that reading
Makes the person more intelligent and cultured
It was seeing the creation of these children
That I started to have hope again
In a generation in which few believe
And that many mercilessly criticize
That makes me believe, that hip hop needs to say
That many fathers deserve
That the son contracts a lot of diseases
With your absence, without your presence
I want to convey the news first hand
What more than repression and police
Every generation needs encouragement otherwise it falls,
It's sad to see, when the father leaves...

(chorus)

All respect to Genésio Gonçalves Batista, my father. A great father!