O Novo Já Nasce Velho

While the gentle voice
Speaks of balance
And a face is just a face
And who is speaking
Seems like a divine question, a face

And the TV takes away attention
At the time of worship
Hardcore
Because misery is an insult
Motivates faith
Motivates faith
Motivates the faith of the world

And the deceased should not reject the grave
Humble, inhuman
I won't doubt the past
As if there were no candles to light
But what difference does it make
If our mothers don't cry anymore

And from my father I don't see a smile
If the old ones cannot
Create their wrinkles
The new is already born old