Coisas da Vida
Rita Lee
Things of Life
When the Moon appeared
No one dreamed more than I did
It was already late
But the night is a distracted child
After I grow old
No one needs to tell me anymore
How strange it is to be human
In these moments of departure
It's the end of the line
After the road, a great avenue begins
At the end of the avenue
There's a chance, a luck, a new way out
What's the moral?
What will be the end
Of this story?
I have nothing to say
That's why I speak
I don't have much to lose
That's why I play
I don't have a time to die
That's why I dream
Ah, they are things of life
And we look at each other not knowing if we'll go or stay
Ah, they are things of life
And we look at each other not knowing if we'll go or stay
Ah, they are things of life
And we look at each other not knowing if we'll go or stay
Ah, they are things of life
And we look at each other not knowing if we'll go or stay
