O Que é Feito De Você

What happened to you
Oh my youth
Oh my strength,
My vivacity?
What happened to my verses
And my guitar?
I traded them without feeling
For a simple stick
And today when I pass by
The kids are amazed
Horrified as if
Seeing a ghost
And a human skeleton goes
Staggering almost falling, not falling

Swollen feet, missteps
Blurry vision
No friend by my side
There is no compassion for me
I watch everything
Resisting ingratitude
I only miss my verses
My youth and my guitar.