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"Travessia" (Crossing)
Milton Nascimento
When you were gone
There was night in my life
I'm strong but there's no way
Today I have to cry
My house isn't mine
and not even mine is this place
I'm alone and don't resist
Much I have to tell
I free my voice on the roads
Now I don't want to stop
My route is made of stone
How can I dream?
Dream made of breeze
Wind comes to finish
I'll close my weeping
I'll want to kill myself
I'll carry on life
as forgetting about you
I don't want death anymore
I have lot to live
I'll want to love again
And if doesn't work I won't suffer
I don't dream
Today I make
with my arms my subsist
I free my voice on the roads
Now I don't want to stop
My route is made of stone
How can I dream?
Dream made of breeze
Wind comes to finish
I'll close my weeping
I'll want to kill myself
I'll carry on life
as forgetting about you
I don't want death anymore
I have lot to live
I'll want to love again
And if doesn't work I won't suffer
I don't dream
Today I make
with my arms my subsist