Meu Deus
Plutónio
My God
And I grew up in an area
Where patience
Often doesn't work
Half-truths
Run a half marathon
But silence eventually
Comes to the surface
My God why
Does a man cry
But no one sees
My God why
Sad reality in a society
Where my text bothers
Because it holds truth
Girls want to be in fashion
All for vanity
Young kids end up in trouble
Even underage
From an early age facing
Authority
Where a half smile
Is worth a friendship
Lack of food on the plate
Problems abound at home
Often the solution is criminality
Those who fought and those who stayed
I close my eyes and see the pain
My grandmother always spoke
About my grandfather
About having principles
Being a man of worth
I learned not to hold onto hate and resentment
I learned never to question my lord
But if you're by my side
Answer my question
My God please
And I grew up in an area
Where patience
Often doesn't work
Half-truths
Run a half marathon
But silence eventually
Comes to the surface
My God why
Does a man cry
But no one sees
My God why
Please tell me why
Sometimes I wish to understand
I believe in a more beautiful future
But the sound of gunshots
Makes me contradict
Please tell me why
I just wanted to know
If there's still another life
Beyond this life of mine
Or if the purpose
Is to be born to die
And what's the point of material values
If in the end we're all the same
Living without knowing where we're going
Bambino, you left too soon
Please tell me why
I just wanted to know
What to say to my daughter
She asks where you are
But I don't know
How am I going to answer
And I grew up in an area
Where patience
Often doesn't work
Half-truths
Run a half marathon
But silence eventually
Comes to the surface
My God why
Does a man cry
But no one sees
My God why
And I grew up in an area
Where patience
Often doesn't work
Half-truths
Run a half marathon
But silence eventually
Comes to the surface
My God why
Does a man cry
But no one sees
My God why