⚖️ Construção vs. Deus Lhe Pague (Chico Buarque)

I fell mentally disturbed
'cause me eyes are filled by these
empty smiles and dirty words.
You wanna kill my self esteem.
Wanna lead my fate to these
envy wheels and hatred walls.

Just take these eyes off me
'cause I will no more believe...
I won't try to understand.
My life has been a script of scars
and I can't return...
I won't be the way
I was before I broke your cross.

Just don't wanna to wake up
with a bullet in my mind.
I don't wanna feel like searching for
satisfaction on blind beliefes...
I'm sick because
I'm always breaking my knees...
Am I quitting now?
No... my distance is good.

Because your look reminds me something I guess I would...
Someone in my past...
Someday in your hands...
It seems like part of my life
was stolen for the times...
times I trusted you so...
times you broke my trust...

Just take these eyes off me
'cause I will no more believe...
I won't try to understand.
My life has been a script of scars
and I can't return...
I won't be the way
I was before I broke your cross.

Substance on taking sides...
Don't you think
I'll find myself empty like this.
I'm so convinced
but no force will burn my hands on it.

Por esse pão pra comer, por esse chão pra dormir
A certidão pra nascer e a concessão pra sorrir
Por me deixar respirar, por me deixar existir
Deus lhe pague

Pela cachaça de graça que a gente tem que engolir
Pela fumaça e a desgraça que a gente tem que tossir
Pelos andaimes pingentes que a gente tem que cair
Deus lhe pague