Aborto Não

One day, a young girl
So young, she told me
Fernanda, I’m pregnant: What now?
Her hands were cold and dark
They trembled, they sweated
Reaching for my hands

She revealed to me that she cried
And thought about abortion
She revealed to me that she cried
And thought about death
She revealed to me that she cried
And thought about the guy
Alone, she cried

I know how hard it can be
The pain of those who didn’t deserve it
I know what it’s like to want and not be able
What it’s like to dream of
A child in my womb

I talked about the dream of conceiving
I told how many I lost without deserving
I cried and begged, in prayer
Don’t kill this innocent child
She was chosen inside your womb

I am the voice you never heard
Mom, the kiss that never betrayed you
I am and want to be like you
I’ll be your greatest gift
Let me be born

Woh-oh, oh-oh
Woh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh