O Surdo

Friend, what irony of this life
You cry on the avenue
For my people to rejoice
I hit hard on you
And here inside my chest a pain
Destroys me
But you understand me
And say that a blow of love doesn't hurt

I hit hard on you
And here inside my chest a pain
Destroys me
But you understand me
And say that a blow of love doesn't hurt

My deaf one, it seems absurd
But you listen to me
Much more than the friends at the bar
Don't let the pain
Hurt you more
Because through your beat
I put an end to my crying and start to sing
My deaf one, I hit hard on your skin
I only hear this cry of yours
That the applause come to console

Friend, what irony of this life
You cry on the avenue
For my people to rejoice
I hit hard on you
And here inside my chest a pain
Destroys me
But you understand me
And say that a blow of love doesn't hurt

I hit hard on you
And here inside my chest a pain
Destroys me
But you understand me
And say that a blow of love doesn't hurt

My deaf one, old friend and companion
Of the avenue and the temple
Of samba circles and loneliness
Don't let me, defeated by fatigue
Neglect this hug
And disrupt the rhythm of my heart's beat

But you understand me
And say that a blow of love doesn't hurt
But you understand me
And say that a blow of love doesn't hurt
But you understand me
And say that a blow of love doesn't hurt