A Estrada
Phill Veras
The Road
The time when the two of us were the road is gone
You told me what to do
and I didn't understand anything, nothing
It was easy for you
with your wrinkled clothes
So hard for me, but I loved the road.
The time when the two of us were danger is gone
You would run away
and I would be in my room as punishment
It was easy for you to fight your enemies
So hard for me who loved the danger.
The time when the two of us were stubborn is gone
You against the laws in jail
and me obeying my mother with hatred
It was easy for you to relive your episodes
So hard for me to stand my ground.
For whom, for whom shall I tell?
Go on, go on, you can tell
That I like your home, in your place
Where I wanted to be.
