Recomeço

Thoughts, plans, regrets
Damn, what am I doing? I'm not like this, I don't understand, I don't recognize myself
Is it a nightmare? Am I going crazy?
Or am I in a deep sleep?
Living, learning, or just screwed up

For many, I can only lament, unfortunately
Intense, tedious, violent daily life
¡Where everyone is a suspect!
Each with their own plot, their dramas, their burdens
Today I live well with myself, I've changed some concepts
Suspicious, attentive, molded from an early age
¡I was afraid, I caused fear, and I say I regret it without regret!

Fuck your standard interests
Fuck it, I don't live on illusions anymore
Fuck it, I'm not a hostage, I'll go beyond
I've vegetated too, I recovered

Passengers in defeats, in agonies, in wounds that don't heal
Traumas of life, where many agonize
¡Believe in deliverance, nigga, believe, believe, believe, believe!

I heard Jorge tell what his old man used to say
¡That to conquer something in life it's work, inheriting or stealing pay attention!
Reflect: Calloused hands, heads held high
¡Blessed be our families!

We're in the fight, in the toil, no matter the day
We are rain, we are Sun, we are hustle
Living proof of continuous persistence
¡Of the humiliations suffered, and there are still those who say it was luck, still!
Chase after it, don't give up, have faith and expectation
That everything has already worked out in your life

Fuck your standard interests
Fuck it, I no longer live on illusions
Fuck it, I'm not a hostage, I'll go beyond
I've vegetated too, I recovered

Fuck your standard interests
Fuck it, I no longer live on illusions
Fuck it, I'm not a hostage, I'll go beyond
I've vegetated too, I recovered