Ilusão de Uma Criança

This is a story that moves us all
Of a child who saw the boss as a superhero
Idolized power, he loved respect
Said 'when I grow up, I'll be like that'
Only saw luxury cars, only big motorcycles
And his eyes shone on what suits him
Had fame, women, oh how much gold he has
When I grow up I want to be like that too.

He was already part of the gang, and in the end, he was the kid
And the commandments of crime, the youngest already knew
He was a brave soldier, whether at night or day
In the front line, of the same hierarchy
A lot of courage and courage, brother faith in God
He was moving up, that kid grew up
And kept in memory, he heard the boss say
'When I die, another will come in my place'.

And early in the morning, yeah, the bullets flew
And his boss fell, he dragged and helped
Tears welled up, he said
'That for me ends here, now it's up to you'
The tear rolled, and the boss died
Close all this, it's mourning and now it's me.

And the story of the kid came true
Prophesied in words, I know someone heard
And already graduated in crime, with his diploma in hand
He was appointed as the new boss. (2x)

He was a beloved kid in the whole community
Respected in the gang for acts of courage
In a reflection, he saw the truth
That the graffiti walls only told him longing
He already knew, he already felt, that it was the end of a story
And to die as a man, would be honor and glory
And in an operation at a short distance
There ends the dream of that child.

This is a story that moves us all
Of a child who saw the boss as a superhero
Idolized power, he loved respect
Said 'when I grow up, I'll be like that'
Only saw luxury cars, only big motorcycles
And his eyes shone on what suits him
Had fame, women, oh how much gold he has
When I grow up I want to be like that too.