BIG DREAMS
Ryan Castro
BIG DREAMS
Yeah, it's The Singer from the Ghetto (from the neighborhood)
Big dreams (neighborhood)
Awoo (neighborhood, neighborhood)
Yeah
We are soldiers walking before the eyes of God
Until judgment day or until my voice fades
Necessity made us creative
Music awakened in us the feeling of being alive
For my ghetto children who don't have anything
The people from my neighborhood who don't have enough to eat
The inspiration of a man to go out and conquer
And break the poverty in which he had to grow up
In the darkness there is a ray of light
That gives you calm like blues notes
I'm afraid to risk everything like Jesus
And end up betrayed, lying on a cross
Raised in the eye of the storm
In a ghetto where even your body is for sale
People are not usually what they seem
Luxury and shine but no money for rent
And I want freedom of my body and my mind
I was raised in evil, I have hot blood
Walking in the city with the love of my people
Raising a prayer to those who are absent
Free, free
Free and I want to fly
Free
I am a free soul
Free
Free and I want to fly
Free
I am a free soul