No Dia Em Que Eu Saí de Casa (part. Zezé Di Camargo e Luciano)

On the day I left home
My mother said to me:
Son, come here!
She ran her hand through my hair
Looked into my eyes
And began to speak
Wherever you go, I'll follow
With my thoughts
Always where you are
In my prayers
I will ask God
to illuminate your steps

I know she
Never understood
My reasons
For leaving there
But she knows
That after growing up
A child becomes a little bird
And wants to fly

I really wanted
to stay there
But destiny
Wanted to contradict me
And the look
Of my mother at the door
I left her crying
Blessing me

On that day my mother
Told me about the world as it is
It seemed like she knew
Every stone I would
Step on
And always by my father's side
In the small town
She never left
She said to me:
My son, go with God
For this whole world is yours

I know she
Never understood
My reasons
For leaving there
But she knows
That after growing up
A child becomes a little bird
And wants to fly

I really wanted
to stay there
But destiny
Wanted to contradict me
And the look
Of my mother at the door
I left her crying
Blessing me
And the look
Of my mother at the door
I left her crying
Blessing me
And the look
Of my mother at the door
I left her crying
Blessing me