Clube da Esquina N° 2

Because he was called a young man
He was also called a road
A journey of gusty wind
He doesn't even remember if he looked back
At the first step
Steel, steel, steel, steel, steel, steel, steel, steel

Because they were called men
They were also called dreams
And dreams don't age
Amidst so many tear gas
They stay calm, calm
Calm, calm, calm

And there goes
Another day

Just counting beats is enough
Just counting on oneself is enough
That the flame has no wick

Everything turns into a song
And the heart at the bend
Of a river, river, river, river, river, river

And there goes
Another day
And there goes
Another day

And the river of asphalt and people
Spills through the hills
Clogs the curb

Corner of over a million
I want to see then the people
People, people, people, people, people, people
People, people, people

And there goes