⚖️ Construção vs. Deus Lhe Pague (Chico Buarque)

Look as wild as hell
You think you're dead now
But just open your eyes
I feel my skin burning with the fear
Just because I get around
With naked hands
I run, voices roar Know now... Slices of vices
High pitched heads
Water after spices
The steaks and the forbidden breads
Slices of days
Best moments like highways
Amnesia for the worst moments
The same for tomorrow presents My beats ex-machina(e)
My beats are not fugazi
My beats weren't made in China Know now... Look as wild as hell
You think you're dead now
But just open your eyes
I feel my skin burning with the fear
Just because I get around
With naked hands
I run, voices roar Know now... My woman gives me a Tupperware
To take my thinkings and things to everywhere Know now... Forbidden places
Forbidden ears
Forbidden eyes
Forbidden ages

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