Vida Loka Também Ama

It's a crazy life, lots of love, lots of love... You know, you're the one who needs more love
Crazy life is what goes to war
You go to war, you're the crazy life so lots of love, lots of love

Friday afternoon, the traffic light turns red
The girl stops the car, next to
Another car pulls up, she looks
It's a crazy life with a cap on backwards,
Beard to shave
He smiles at her
She smiles at him
He rolls down the electric window
And she does too
He asks for her phone number
She gives it: 8121-5511, call me
The light turns green, they both drive off
As soon as she gets home, the phone rings
It's him! Great conversation, they like the same things
It seems like they've known each other for a long time
He suggests they meet on Saturday afternoon at the mall
She agrees, crazy life also loves, man

I love in a way that I can't explain
I'm a revolution, man, I'll try
I learned in life that the weak don't stand a chance
One of the crazy ones is worth six of them
Don't stay there lamenting if the girl doesn't want you
Crazy, you walk away
Let her think, that maybe she's a model, that
the princess fantasy lasts the whole time
Today she's 15, tomorrow she's 16, after the season she'll be 26
Then you'll see, man, what's up if she's the warrior
to be your woman

Man, this life is complicated
But learning is how you teach, there still exist
good people, who fight and always move forward
Having to face every morning and worry about your family
Loving is complicated, the weak don't stand a chance
One of the crazy ones is worth six of them
I only have what I deserve, humility comes from birth
Love is only from a mother, because from another I don't know

Man, this life is complicated
But learning is how you teach, there still exist
good people, who fight and always move forward
Having to face every morning and worry about your family

Loving is complicated, right, man, who is not afraid
Look who's coming, it's the fool
He's with his girl, favela model
Like Vera Fish, what a wish
I think you're only with her
Because you don't work and don't pay a penny
I wanted to see if you were a worker
Doing that job to earn just one salary
She would want you far away from her
Your privilege is to have a golf in the favela
I don't say anything, man, I keep to myself
He himself says, this one is my girl
It's better to be a worker without her, trust me
Than a criminal in jail and alone
I'm no better than anyone, I just want to warn
One day I too, man, I went through that
It was there that I noticed, that man also cries
When the favela model leaves
And then it's just him and disappointment
acting tough, abandoned in prison

Man, this life is complicated
But learning is how you teach, there still exist
good people, who fight and always move forward
Having to face every morning and worry about your family
Man, this life is complicated
Man, this life is complicated
But learning is how you teach, there still exist
good people, who fight and always move forward

Sometimes we feel and think we're in love
And that we've found all the good things life could offer
Until the woman we love messes up and ruins everything... And ruins everything!!!

Man, this life is complicated... This life This life...