Deus Lhe Pague [English translation]

For the stale bread to eat and for the hard ground to sleep on

A certificate for being born and allowance for smiling

For allowing me to breath, for allowing me to exist

God bless you

For the relief of crying and for "we'll be around"

For a joke in the bar and a football match to applaud to

A crime to comment about and a samba song to distract

God bless you

For this beach, this skirt, the women from here

Love sadly made in a hurry, he shaves and leaves

For the pretty Sundays, the soap operas, the masses and the comic books

God bless you

For the free drinks we have to swallow

For the damned smoke we have to cough

For the hanging scaffolding we have to fall from

God bless you

For one more day, agony, we had to endure and watch for

For the grinding of teeth, for the noisy city

And for the deranged yell that helps us to escape

God bless you

For the weeper woman who praises and spit at us

And for the screwworm flies that kiss and cover us

And for the ultimate peace that redeem us in the end

God bless you.

• Artist:Chico Buarque
• Album:Construção (1971)