A Vida É Um Sopro (feat. Tribo da Periferia)

It was cloudy with rain
Saturday morning, I didn't sleep well, oh
Kind of worried, brother
Everything's wrong
Daily life is blurry
Progress is further than setbacks
But I'll go with my head held high
Mind made up
It's not a matter of luxury, oh
It's a matter of life
Yesterday I promised myself I won't cry at the farewell
I'll smile at the goodbye, and ask for another drink

Welcome, life
I promise to honor your story
So welcome
From now on I'll go after glory and no matter the climb
I'll run for God to bless me
I'll run for God to bless me
If I stay still, everything will stop

Oh, yesterday it rained so much that the shack flooded
Yesterday it was so windy that the roof flew off
Yesterday I prayed so much asking for another chance
That today I look back and see how it paid off
I learned from a suffering past
And by seven in the morning I had done more than a hundred
God knows how to reward the deserving
But also knows how to condemn the actions of a scoundrel

Many flaws, but blessed
Because the perfect ones were manufactured and have an expiration date
I suffered a lot and narrowly escaped
Almost became an example for others
The thing is crazy
Life is a breath

Life is a breath
It's a breath, damn
Periphery Tribe, Haridade
New partner
Welcome
Do the honors

I've seen some who, as informants
Went for the others' asses
Wanting to be friends with everyone
I also saw cowardice
Negotiating deals
And out of envy I neither kill nor die
I saw the way out in a rhyme
And a path that was
Dark, gloomy, and eerie
I had faith that the scar
Would be the one to say that I fell one day
And that's why I'm victorious
And there are no phrases
That can eternalize
In the end, everything is a phase
If life made you cry, let the tears fall
Let the wound heal
Let time act
That everything will improve
But I know that the last combo
That my bro closed in the funk
Caused damage to the whole family, yeah
So think before anything
Friendship is only a few
And the rest can go to hell
The son cries
And the mother cries because she no longer sees the present
The malice and envy
Present in everyday life
And the damn thing is that the scoundrels
Never come from the front
God protects the rear
And the plan moves forward strongly

Phases come and go
God save us
Amen
Give us direction
Because the world is crazy
Nothing comes in vain
Not everything is leisure
Learn to learn
That life is a breath