Era uma vez [English translation]

Once upon a time

Every day was good

The tasteful common sense

of having clouds made of cotton candy

You could be the hero as well as

choosing to be the villain

And it all finished with some snacks

A warm bath and perhaps a scratch

You could see the naïvety and innocence

Playing on the tune

A thousand planets and universes were as real

As our imagination made them

It took just a hug or a caress

And the cure was a kiss and a shelter

Everything was anew the next day

Without much fuss

The problem is that we want to grow up

And when we do, we want to go back

Cuz a scratched knee

Hurts a lot less than a broken heart

The problem is that we want to grow up

And when we do, we want to go back

Cuz a scratched knee

Hurts a lot less than a broken heart

You can still go on

Even after witnessing the evil in the world

If you just refuse to let the evil

Become the common sense

So you won't lose the wondrous faith in true happiness

And realise that it lies along the road and not the end

The problem is that we want to grow up

And when we do, we want to go back

Cuz a scratched knee

Hurts a lot less than a broken heart

The problem is that we want to grow up

And when we do, we want to go back

Cuz a scratched knee

Hurts a lot less than a broken heart

• Artist:Kell Smith