Pedras e Espinhos

I won’t give you the pleasure of seeing me cry
My faith helps me bear the pain
'Cause like a bee before it makes honey
It travels far searching for its flower

I’m like that simple little bird
Born to sing free but ends up in a cage
But it doesn’t give in, won’t give up its song
Sings out of sadness, but doesn’t cry

In life, nothing happens by chance
Everything in the world has its price
Life demands from me what I justly deserve
And what I pay, I pay with satisfaction

The Northeasterner was lucky to be strong
Since childhood, unties the knot of fate
To face so many stones and thorns
If needed, makes a heart out of guts

So, you won’t stop me from being happy
With the thorns that have already pierced me, I made
A remedy to heal my pain

And with the stones you threw at me, I had made
A pretty little house to welcome
Those who have hurt me so much in this life