Aos olhos de uma criança [English translation]

Boy, world, world, boy (x8)

Jungle of stones, microscopic boy

The chest freezes where the good is utopian

It's the new topic, my dear

Live in the tropics

Isn't easy for anyone

It's the world on your back and the pain in the costs

Opposite trails, 'la plata' overshadows

Smoke, honkings and a search

Sparks in the fireplace on the streets scorch

Sleep in a 'slow blow' way, where I go, I go

Sidewalk, shacks and a tram

The voice echoes alone, but no one answers

Misery sounds like joke*

For who has a full stomach, serious joke

Hardship for us, for them vacation

Dies the hope

And all this though the eyes of a child...

People, car, wind, gun, clothes, post

Through the eyes of a child

Hot, mud, time, karma, clothes, us

Through the eyes of a child

Mind, fun, breath, calmness, girl, luck

Through the eyes of a child

Feel the slime in your throat***, watchful, soul, tableware, death

Through the eyes of a child

It's coffee, cotton, it's earth, seeing the ground is right

It's direction influences, it's loneliness, it's nothing (it's nothing)

It's right, it's heart, it's reason, it's damnation, it's deam, it's illusion

It's hand against the grain, it's blunder

It's the way of acting, it's untidiness, perfect affection, it's ambush

It's hunger, it's feith, it's the men**, it's fear

It's fury, it's being of the night, it's secret, it's crying with the mouth shut

Missing shovel***, father, how long it has been, at random

It's not that this world is really big

It's melody, of the heart, theme

I didn't ask for its picture

Like Adoniran in Iracema

They are tears in the dark and in loneliness

When the emptiness is more than it should be

I remember your hand in my hand

And the eyes involuntarily fill with water

Through the eyes of a child

People, car, wind, gun, clothes, post

Through the eyes of a child

Hot, mud, time, karma, clothes, us

Through the eyes of a child

Mind, fun, breath, calmness, girl, luck

Through the eyes of a child

Feel the slime in your throat***, watchful, soul, tableware, death

Through the eyes of a child...

Boy, world, world, boy (x8)

• Artist:Emicida