⚖️ Construção vs. Deus Lhe Pague (Chico Buarque)

Before my eyes I'm bleeding.
You sold my heart to bleed.
Before my eyes I'm so dry
you'll find out I'm the real nothing.
Before my eyes I'm guilty as

You sold my life to take
a spoon os lies for your days.
I can't release my anger...
I can't release my anger and soon we'll be carved on it...
I can't release my anger...
I can't release my anger...
It's true but maybe it's just blue my time.

I can't let go my blood now
you told I'm "real" but you mean "broken".
Oh my, where to build my house now it's all gone.
You sold my heart
just to waste your day

And sold my faith to take
a spoon of hate for your days.
But I can't release my anger...
I can't release my anger and soon my way will last a scream.
I can't release my anger...
I can't release my anger...
Excuse me for I've been dead for some time...

If you stay with me
we'll start to bleed
and seed the fields with our curse.
Oh my, I've been here so many times.
You sold my heart,
you sold my life,
but could you see I wasn't there?

We're sold our lives together...
and soon our way will last a breath.
I can't release my anger...
I can't release my anger...
It's gone and still we love it...
I can't release my anger...
I can't release my anger...
What if we play dead for some time?

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