Não Me Ignores

Don't ignore me, I'm your friend
But to talk to you, I needed to sing
Where the missionary has not yet been
My tired voice has already arrived there

I know that many people have criticized me
People who say things like: He's walking the wrong way
It seems you don't see the souls I have won
When I'm singing live, and on the radio

When I'm singing, using my talent
Sometimes I smile, but inside I'm crying
Seeing people with so much hypocrisy
Sometimes people compliment me, but it's all an act

But when we arrive in the Beautiful City
Where falsehood has no place
You who see me will be disappointed
Remembering the past, and you'll have to cry