Tempos de Glória [English translation]

A brand new day rises with horses on the beach

I can feel a wild wind over my bed of sand

Gods uselessly, they propose us a dilemma

Water your flower may end up roasting on the fire

Love your equal, body burns you

Silver of the skin, skin ignites

Your teary eye on Friday

Unburden your chest, it's already morning

We've been running our whole lives

Now we can rest

Lay down and let the wind carry you

Anywhere you should be

Glory times

We were kings and queens

No throne or altar

You tongue and your mouth

They dirty me up without apology

My mons raised me up

To a beautiful world

They killed me yesterday

But I've never felt so alive

We've been running our whole lives

Now we can rest

Lay down and let the wind carry you

Anywhere you should be

Glory times

Must be you here

Must be us out there in this new world

Must be you here

Maybe, maybe

• Artist:Jão
• Album:Pirata