Vamos Voar

The Moon Man is back
The Most High made me UI, Unique-Incomparable
Gave me a pair of wings
And told me to fly
Spread your wings, wow
Spread your wings, wow
Let's fly!

A skinny kid, half black, half yellow
Who, without money, used a clip to fix his flip-flop
Who didn't want to be a king, nor build a castle
Just wanted more reasons to smile
Liked Kung Fu, wanted to be Bruce Lee
He grew up admiring the honorable Jigoro Kano

Among the junkies and the thugs, among the crimes and the guns
Said goodbye to several buddies, buried countless dreams
Aborted some plans, froze desires
Overcame his traumas, exorcised his fears
No one gave him anything, he was the butt of jokes

Wrote his lyrics on the lid of a toilet
In the bathroom of any room and kitchen, of any rundown place
He knew he wasn't born to be a nobody
Would it be him?
Periphery, SP, 70s
From the love of Jorge and Olíria, another legend is born

I can fly
And reach God's promises
Faith will take me
Where the weak will never step

22 years after writing the first rhyme
Magnificent things came that no one imagines
It's hard to see the future amidst so much fog
But one who descended so much could only go up
It's a lot of trouble, betrayal, cowardice
I don't forget those days, they broke my heart

What led the guys to make that decision? I don't know
The world is tough, my goodwill was repaid with ingratitude
But to me it doesn't matter if they're hyenas or jackals
I don't care anymore, they wanted to see me dead, they left me in a bad spot
Judas kissed my face, then marked my leg

Full of pain, I returned to the house where I lived as a favor
I lay on the floor, on a thin mattress, and trusted the Lord
Go, sleep, the evil of today has passed
The night dissipated, my crying ceased
The rooster crowed, the day broke

I can fly
And reach God's promises
Faith will take me
Where the weak will never step

14 albums later, hundreds of shows later
Many humiliations, sorrows, and victories later
Here I am at 35, the man who wanted to die at 22
Without a record label, without a godfather, without rituals and without schemes
Only trusting the promise and facing problems
Started carrying CDs in a trash bag
A decade later sold over 1 million records

Hallelujah! Glory to God, changed my story
If the world knows who I am, it's because God approved
He exalted the one humiliated by man
I am nothing, a wretched man of clay, dust of the earth
A particle of air loose in the atmosphere
But who carries in his lungs the breath of the Most High
Whom I honor with offerings, whom I honor with my tithe

Whom I serve with my life, to whom I sing my praise
I kneel and thank for making me who I am
The caterpillars crawling on the earth
Are also the butterflies that roam the sky
My turn will come, I know I will also fly
My turn will come, and I will also fly

I can fly
And reach God's promises
Faith will take me
Where the weak will never step
Spread your wings, wow

I can fly
And reach God's promises
Faith will take me
Where the weak will never step

Don't cling to the past, occupy yourself with the present
For the future has not yet been written
And everything can change
So spread your wings
And let's fly, let's fly, let's fly
Spread your wings, wow