Sombra

From the revolt where men drew God's attention
He saw someone with desired patience among his
He drove to me and gave the mission as it should
And then also gave me another mission as directed
I had to leave heaven with the goal of embarking to a planet
The turbulent Planet Earth
And the mission location was the cradle of humanity
But the unknown country had curiosity
Of spirit confused and full of capacity
I searched several countries of this large continent
Angola detected aura in spirituality
And called for me with an aggressive softness
You said it was the one, but I also saw others
And with the same mission, I no longer knew who was who
So I focused on a country for the secret mission
And my spirit came to Angola in 1960

The spirit was already in the air
I visited brave hearts and minds thinking about tomorrow
I boosted wars of a people without Nazi restrictions
Against the fascist, colonialist regime
In '61, I began to rejoice
Told men to fight
That bullets should not be stocked
Driven by revolt to take up katanas
I saw the strength of belief in the claws of imperial Santana
Later I transformed into the rare pen
That Augustinho Neto used to write the Sacred Hope
In '75, total independence
Proclaimed by the three movements of national liberation
And so the Father sent me to appear
I was born on the 16th of June 1986
Blood of barons, the first cry does not fade
With a mother almost northern, the kid has physical form
I grew up seeing an absurd war
Which, thanks to the Father, had the most mature ending
I was already looking at you without physical form and it's not now
If you don't know, I am your shadow

I am your shadow, I am with you every day
And I will not abandon you even in active darkness
The shadow results from the relationship between light and color
From the darkness I will use the brightness of your eyes
But I am already flesh, so I have to see maneuvers
Because in this fight: I am the Lord and my shadow
That does not lie, warrior of Angola
Man of Bantu culture, whom many call a plague
The one who suffers for you, cries for you
The one who feels for you, pleads for the people
And there's no problem in shooting a bullet
If the truth is psychopathy then kid kills for the people
I am inserted and you didn't know that
And the men of the system lamented when they saw
And I didn't join in the confusion
For not agreeing with certain attitudes, certain intentions
But I am not a traitor, I am of faith
If I don't go back to mine, I won't go back to any
I don't betray men, I am allergic to betrayals
I reached immortality and mastered the figures