Meu Deus

And I grew up in an area
Where patience
It often doesn't work
Half truths
They do half marathon
But the silence ends
For coming to the surface
My God why
A man cries
But nobody sees
My God why

And I grew up in an area
Where patience
It often doesn't work
Half truths
They do half marathon
But the silence ends
For coming to the surface
My God why
A man cries
But nobody sees
My God why

Sad reality in a society
Where my text bothers
Because it has truth
Girls want to be fashionable
All by validity
Young kids go to jail
Still underage
Having confrontations from an early age
With the authority

Where a half smile
It's worth a friendship
There is no food on the plate
There are problems at home
Often the solution is crime

Who fought and who stayed
I close my eyes and I see the pain
My grandmother always said
About my grandfather
About having principles
To be a man of value

I learned not to hold hatred and resentment
I learned never to question my lord
But if you're by my side
Answer my question
My God please

And I grew up in an area
Where patience
It often doesn't work
Half truths
They do half marathon
But the silence ends
For coming to the surface
My God why
A man cries
But nobody sees
My God why

And I grew up in an area
Where patience
It often doesn't work
Half truths
They do half marathon
But the silence ends
For coming to the surface
My God why
A man cries
But nobody sees
My God why

Please tell me why
Sometimes I wish I understood
I believe in a more beautiful future
But the sound of gunshots
Makes me contradict myself

Please tell me why
I just wish I could know
If there is still another life
Beyond this life of mine
Or if the purpose
You are being born to die

And what's the point of having material values?
If at the end of everything we are the same
Living without knowing where you're going
Bambino you left too soon

Please tell me why
I just wish I could know
What to say to my daughter
She asks where you are
But I don't know
How am I going to respond?

And I grew up in an area
Where patience
It often doesn't work
Half truths
They do half marathon
But the silence ends
For coming to the surface
My God why
A man cries
But nobody sees
My God why

And I grew up in an area
Where patience
It often doesn't work
Half truths
They do half marathon
But the silence ends
For coming to the surface
My God why
A man cries
But nobody sees
My God why