Bola de Meia, Bola de Gude [English translation]

There is a boy

There is a brat

Living always in my heart

Everytime that the adult trembles

He comes to gives me his hand

There is a past in my present

A scorching Sun in my yard

Everytime that the witch scares me

The boy gives me his hand

And talks to me of beautiful things

That I believe

That won't stop existing

Friendship, word, respect

Character, goodness, joy and love.

Because I can't

I shall not

I don't want to

Live like all this people

Insist in live

And I can't accept it in silence

Any bullshit be normal

Ball of sock, marbles

The solidary guy doesn't want to be alone

Everytime sadness reaches me

The boy gives me his hand

There is a boy

There is a guy

Living always in my heart

Everytime that the adult gets weak

He comes to gives me his hand

• Artist:Milton Nascimento