As Baleias
Roberto Carlos
The Whales
It's not possible that you can bear the weight
Of looking into the eyes of what dies in your hands
And seeing the suffering thrash in the sea
And even feeling like a winner in this moment
It's not possible that deep in your chest
Your heart doesn't have tears stored
To shed over the spilled red
In the blue waters that you left stained
Your grandchildren will ask you in a few years
About the whales that crossed oceans
That they saw in old books
Or in the films from the archives
Of the afternoon TV shows
The bitter taste of silence in your mouth
Will take you back to the sea and the crazy fury
Of a tail exposed to the winds
In your last moments
Remembered in a trophy shaped like a harpoon
How is it possible that you have the courage
To not let life be born that is being made
In another life that without a safe place
Asks you for the chance of existence in the future
Changing your course and seeking your feelings
Will make you a true winner
It's still time to listen to the voice of the winds
In a song that speaks much more of love
Your grandchildren will ask you in a few years
About the whales that crossed oceans
That they saw in old books
Or in the films from the archives
Of the afternoon TV shows
The bitter taste of silence in your mouth
Will take you back to the sea and the crazy fury
Of a tail exposed to the winds
In your last moments
Remembered in a trophy shaped like a harpoon
It's not possible that you can bear the weight
