Falta de Ar [English translation]

It takes my breath away

There's nothing up to you

The air's bad quality makes me comprehend.

This gossip going around.

That the world must develops,

To grow up until touch the moon

In Mars I'll get off.

Even if I have created a special cloth

That allows me to travel in spacial mode

I won't go yet, rocket no way

To the human kind, living is not enough.

It takes my breath away

There's nothing up to you

The air's bad quality makes me comprehend.

This gossip going around.

That the world must develops,

To grow up until touch the moon

In Mars I'll get off.

Even if I have created a special cloth

That allows me to travel in spacial mode

I won't go yet, rocket no way

To the human being, living is not enough.

• Artist:Céu
• Album:Caravana Sereia Bloom