Forte Como Um Menino
Prisma Brasil
Strong Like a Boy
In battles I have been a winner
But in winning I can also hurt myself
They say around that my strength is too much
Without seeing that in my chest I hide my sorrow
Know then that when I fall I pray to my God
Know who lifts me up if I'm alone
Sword in hand, I'm crying
For inside the armor there's only a boy
Fearless, I seek to find peace
For Jesus' armor is fierce
They say around that no one will defeat me
Without seeing my enemies who keep trying
Know then that when I fall I pray to my God
Know who lifts me up if I'm alone
Sword in hand, I'm crying
For inside the armor there's only a boy
Know then that when I fall I pray to my God
Know who lifts me up if I'm alone
Sword in hand, I'm crying
For inside the armor there's only a boy
