São Tantas Marcas

There are so many marks that I don't know where to start
I had a dream that I saw you cry
You were sad missing you
Why are you crying? Tell me what's happening
Many times he was the joy of the crowd
Played the anthems, and saw his strengths thrown to the ground
He became brave and saw the whole crowd smile
But behind closed doors, who was there to listen to him?

Why are there so many marks, that I get stuck here in this guitar
Why did you give me his pain in this song?
If the soul cries, the guitar strings vibrate in pain
It shows the pain that the world's moon did not hide
Many times he didn't want to show up
And his role was sadness, was to suffer, was to suffer
So sometimes we sing just to cheer up
There are no words, no poems for you to sing

So come, throw yourself into my arms
Take the first step, I release you from the loop, so come
Give me your smile, your outburst
I remove your failure, your tiredness
I am love, I am the Author
I am simply your Lord
I make you preach and sing
And even if you are in pain, it's me

It was dawn and I saw you like that
And I saw the angel saying that his life was like that
There are so many marks that loneliness has taken hold of me
I know I sometimes make mistakes, but I cover everything with love
And they are more than words, they are more than feelings
It's the beginning of great calm and the voice will end in torment

I am the voice on the horizon, shining, singing, green thunder
I am the sea in its turmoil, hitting the rock
Taking the poet out of the greatest distress
I am the most beautiful color of the liveliest painter
Who paints life even without understanding
I am called in all songs
I am what no one will understand
I am, I am, I will always be, I know I am, I am
I know I am, I am

Don't tire me out anymore, console your Lord
Say you won't pray anymore, that you can't take it anymore
Always the same thing that will happen
The melody tunes with the soul, the poetry declares
I will stop praying, I will stop singing
And say who I am to compose what is called Lord

So many marks! So many marks!
But I am, like such a beautiful angel, I can set you free
My name is joy, I just hope God sends me
I am the one who had the tray, and made the jar of oil overflow
I am the one who fills you with love, I visited you, I made you sing
I made you sing