Minha História (Gesubambino)

He came without much talk, without much explanation
All I know is he spoke and smelled like the sea
I know he had a tattoo on his arm and gold in his teeth
And my mom fell for that man completely, laiá, laiá, laiá, laiá

He came and went, no one knows where he went
And left my mom with a gaze that grew more distant each day
Waiting, standing, stuck on the stone at the port

In her only old dress, getting shorter every day, laiá, laiá, laiá, laiá
When I was finally born, my mom wrapped me in a cloak
Dressed me like I was some kind of saint

But since she couldn’t remember lullabies, the poor woman
Rocked me singing cabaret songs, laiá, laiá, laiá, laiá
My mom didn’t take long to alert the whole neighborhood
To show that there was much more than just a simple child
And I don’t know if it was irony or love
But she decided to name me after Our Lord, laiá, laiá, laiá, laiá

My story is this name that I still carry with me
When I go from bar to bar, flip the table, shout, drink, and fight
The thieves and the lovers, my drinking buddies and cross companions
Only know me by my name, little Jesus, laiá, laiá
The thieves and the lovers, my drinking buddies and cross companions
Only know me by my name, little Jesus
Laiá, laiá, laiá, laiá