Só Deus Cala a Minha Voz

Don't bother with my life so you don't forget about yours
With so much talking, gnawing, poking... you're already in the clouds

Talent can't be bought and for those who have it, it's rare
You can even copy me, I won't be bothered
I respect the faces

My grip is firm and I'm tough, tough nut to crack
I'm a floodwater, heavy rain, thunderstorm
And another like me is yet to be born

And we don't mess with anyone
Don't stick your hand in the cookie jar
Who told you to play
To risk poking the beast with a short stick

We were just fine
Why did you come to mess with us
Now deal with it, you'll have to swallow me
Only God silences my voice