Meu Parceiro
Pia
My Partner
I close my eyes, I remember the guy
Rare partnership
I remember the things we used to talk about
Life, death, stories about the girls
And the cycle of life that never ends
The guy was shot point-blank
For no good reason
Life is truly unpredictable,
What a crazy thing
Damn it!
The police never found out
The killers were never seen,
Nobody heard
This is Brazil,
And the suspects and the motorcycle disappeared
And the story fell into the empty space
The guy was my partner for a thousand years, my brother
Died at only 25 years old
Very intelligent
Always using his mind
Always living in the present
Without fear of dying
Because he lived every day
As if it were his last day
(I would like to say so many things to you
But I don't know where to start
At a time like this
It's so hard to know what to say)
And many people thought he was crazy
Because he had very little, he laughed at the struggle
The whole neighborhood, the neighbors next door
Thought he was a drug-addicted criminal
Because inside his house he had almost nothing
Just the records and the books, and that was all he needed
Because he had his life
Suicidal routine
Always seeking a way out
And he knew, his journey would be interrupted
Against his will
Inevitable truth
He didn't want to be just another
Maintainer of reality
Of society's mediocrity
He played the game by inventing his own rules
He hated the rules
He needed the rules
And all kinds of prohibition and rule
Just to keep breaking the rules
(I would like to say so many things to you
But I don't know where to start
At a time like this
It's so hard to know what to say)
And his indifference was treated as an illness
And the doctors gave him a sentence
They wanted to find the cure for his madness
Destroying his pure nature
And every hour they gave him a different drug
They shoved into his mind, that he was so sick
And for two years he walked around here
Looking like a zombie
It was hard to go on
And his movements became very slow
His body couldn't keep up with his thoughts
The werewolf always wanted, just to be happy
While many fools, with childish desires
They tell you, how you should live
Wanting you to live to survive
You don't see as I do, the things I'm seeing
You can't understand what I'm saying
(I would like to say so many things to you
But I don't know where to start
At a time like this
It's so hard to know what to say)
