O Homem do Leme
Xutos & Pontapés
The Man at the Helm
Alone in the night
A boat sets sail, where it goes
A light in the dark
Shines straight, outshines the others
More than a wave, more than a tide
They tried to hold him, impose a faith
But, sailing freely, breaking the longing
Goes the one who fears nothing, goes the man at the helm
And a desire to laugh, arises from deep within
And a desire to go, travel the world and leave
Life is always about losing
At the bottom of the sea
Already without the others, those who stayed there
On gray days
Eternal rest they found there
More than a wave, more than a tide
They tried to hold him, impose a faith
But, sailing freely, breaking the longing
Goes the one who fears nothing, goes the man at the helm
And a desire to laugh, arises from deep within
And a desire to go, travel the world and leave
Life is always about losing
On the horizon below
Whispers where it goes
At the bottom of time
The future escapes, it's too late
And a desire to laugh arises deep within
And a desire to go, travel the world and leave
Life is always about losing
And a desire to laugh arises deep within