Na batalha [English translation]

Jota it's for you

For you my brother

Incessant stress

I lost my moment

The deviation is constant

And becomes irritating

The offer is beyond too much

Far from being gratuitous

The process is slow

And the expense is fortuitous

Precariousness is released

The world is at war

A crushed society

One shouts, another sleeps

Fill my head?

I'm afraid of that happening

If I skid again

My soul won't return

My straw is short

But that's how I focus myself

All in expectation of a fault

Of seeing a defect here within

Each day is a battle

They close the doors but I come in

I won't throw in my towel

And if there's a window, I'm coming in

I just to walk the straight path

But sometimes it's not possible

I have such a desire to scream

I have daughters to raise

I cannot falter

I just to walk the straight path

But sometimes it's not possible

I have such a desire to scream

I have daughters to raise

I cannot falter

The fight starts off poorly, I leave the house

A lot of people, a lot of urgency

Man, I don't want any flame

And if someone crosses themselves like the Gaza strip

I quickly take a deep breath

It doesn't kill me, it just slows me down

I catch the bus to the nursery with my daughter

Outside is a man who thinks I look like a sucker

To him public transport means a low salary

He sees it all wrong because my finances are different to that

My straw is short

But that's how I focus myself

All in expectation of a fault

Of seeing a defect here within

Each day is a battle

They close the doors but I come in

I won't throw in my towel

And if there's a window, I'm coming in

I just to walk the straight path

But sometimes it's not possible

I have such a desire to scream

I have daughters to raise

I cannot falter

I just to walk the straight path

But sometimes it's not possible

I have such a desire to scream

I have daughters to raise

I cannot falter

Yep

Sometimes is seems that there isn't a way

And this is what I think

Get up bro, please don't die on me

We drew up a plan to get out of these dungeons

Fighting in make-believe in a borrowed life

We're slaves to a debt that will never be erased

We ripped up the contract, evaded the trap

Created the syndicate and taught sharing

We went to the jungle to train in guerrilla tactics

We started with separation, then the use of the cedilla

I just to walk the straight path

But sometimes it's not possible

I have such a desire to scream

I have daughters to raise

I cannot falter

I just to walk the straight path

But sometimes it's not possible

I have such a desire to scream

I have daughters to raise

I cannot falter

I'm inside, I'm inside

If there's a window I'm inside

I'm inside, I'm inside

If there's a window I'm inside

I'm inside, I'm inside

If there's a window I'm inside

I'm inside, I'm inside

If there's a window I'm inside

Jota, it's for you

We're together always

Rest in peace

• Artist:Carlão