Clube da Esquina Nº 2

Because he was called a boy
He was also called a road
A journey of wind

He doesn't even remember if he looked back
At the first step
(Whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle)

Because they were called men
They were also called dreams
And dreams do not age

Amidst so many tear gas
They remain calm, calm
Calm, calm, calm, calm

And there goes
Another day

Just count the beat
Just count on yourself
That the flame has no wick

Everything becomes a song
And the heart at the curve
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 slopes
Clogs the curb

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

And there goes