Clube da Esquina II

Because he was called a lad
He was also called a road
A journey of gusty wind
He doesn't even remember if he looked back
At the first step, steel, steel

Because they were called men
They were also called dreams
And dreams don't age
Amidst so many tear gas
They stay calm, calm, calm

And there goes another day

Just counting beats is enough
Just counting on oneself is enough
That flame has no wick
Everything turns into a song
And the heart
At the bend of a river, river

And there goes another day

And the asphalt and people River
Spills through the hills
Clogs the curb
Corner of over a million
I want to see then the people
People, people