Espelho

Born in the suburbs on the best days
With my family's wishes for a happy life
Walking and riding a steel bird
Dreamed at the end of the day, as I came down tired
With the prettiest uniforms in this country of mine
Dad with a ring on his finger and a finger on the guitar
Smiled and really seemed to be happy

Oh, what a good life
How long has it been
That happiness
And how I want to play guitar for real
And write songs like the ones my dad made
(And write songs like the ones my dad made)
(And write songs like the ones my dad made)

On a sad day, I lost the old man
And I confess I still miss him today
I hugged the ball and thought one day
I’d be a soccer star as I grew up
One day I kicked wrong and hurt my finger
And without the old man to ease my fear
It was just another wish that got left behind

Oh, what a carefree life
Time just goes by
And I without any malice
In the innocence of a child so young
I cursed God for taking my dad away
(I cursed God for taking my dad away)
(I cursed God for taking my dad away)

And so growing up, I raised myself alone
Learning on the street, in school, and at home
One day I became the big shot on the corner
In every game, in fights, in dating
Until one day I had to drop out of school
And work on the street supporting everything
Without even realizing, I was already an adult

Oh, life flies
Time just goes by
Oh, but how I miss it

But I know that up in heaven, the old man is proud
And proud that his son is just like his dad
'Cause they kissed my lips and I became a poet
But so used to the hard times
I fear if one day the verse hurts me
And my biggest fear is the mirror breaking
(And my biggest fear is the mirror breaking)
(And my biggest fear is the mirror breaking)
(And my biggest fear is the mirror breaking)
(And my biggest fear is the mirror breaking)
(And my biggest fear is the mirror breaking)