Jardins da Babilônia (feat. Julia Mestre)

They suspended the gardens of Babylon
And I, not to be left behind, decided to spread my wings
Because those who don't cry there, don't get fed here, says the saying
Who can, can, let the complacent ones be bothered

My health is not made of iron
But my nerves are made of steel
To ask for silence I shout
To make noise I do it myself
Or not

Setting fire was never a circus attraction
But, anyway, it can be a warm spectacle
So the clown laughs there, the people cry here, and the show doesn't stop
And, despite the world's troubles, I'll hold this weight

My health is not made of iron
But my nerves are made of steel
To ask for silence I shout
To make noise I do it myself
Or not

They suspended the gardens of Babylon
And I, not to be left behind, decided to spread my wings
Because those who don't cry there, don't get fed here, says the saying
Who can, can, let the complacent ones be bothered