Mais Que Vencedor

Get up, because the world won't stop to wait for you to recover
Lift your head and continue even wounded and in pain
Understand that you are not just anyone, you are more than a conqueror

Cry as much as you want to cry today
I take no pleasure in anyone's suffering
There is a determined time to cry, to lament
And to rise and fight to win as well
The impossible can be left to me
I take responsibility to do
I give you all the necessary weapons to fight and win
If the world turns its back on you, I give you My lap

I heal the wounds of your soul
Do not despair, calm down
I take care of everything, I am Your shield
If the war reaches you, I also fight
And if you need to cry, I'll wipe away
Every tear you shed

I will carry you in my arms
When the world makes you cry
Alone you will never be
I will hold your hand

Child, I hold your hand