Fresno — Relato de um Homem de Bom Coração song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Relato de um Homem de Bom Coração" by Fresno.
Lyrics
Eu procurei, jurei que no iria mais falar de mim.
Porqu eu achei que eu tinha outras historias pra contar.
Tudo o que eu sempre procurei,
Tudo o que eu sempre sonhei no vale nada se no enxergo um palmo a frente,
Ento no tente olhar pra trs.
No existe uma s curva nessa estrada, preciso de uma bifurcao.
E eu vou pra longe de voc.
Eu j perdi, eu j sofri demais. Eu parti, joguei tudo pra trs.
Eu vou fugir, pra bem longe daqui. Vou caminhar, e ningum vai me seguir.
Eu tinha apenas 16, e j achava que eu sabia demais.
Tudo o que eu tinha era um quarto e o dinheiro dos meus pais
E alguns amigos que cabiam numa mo.
Era vazio aquele rio de solido.
Eu hoje viajo num s ms, milhes de milhas sem ter pra onde voltar.
O asfalto minha casa, mas no da pra chamar de lar,
to vazio, to frio, to fora do lugar. No existe nada aqui, que vai me fazer
mudar.
Eu j perdi, eu j sofri demais. Eu parti, joguei tudo pra trs.
Eu vou fugir, pra bem longe daqui. Vou caminhar, e ningum vai me seguir.
Anoiteceu, mas faz tempo que a minha vida escureceu,
No sei ao certo quando isso aconteceu, s sei que o culpado fui eu.
De que adianta abrir os olhos, se sei que os flashs so para me cegar.
Esses abraos so pra me amaldioar.
Eu nunca te obriguei a me ouvir falar.
E desde quando voc acha que sabe melhor de mim, do que eu?
Existem tantas coisas que eu vivi que voc nunca viveu.
Eu procurei, jurei que no iria mais falar de mim.
Mas eu sou assim, eu tenho tanta historia pra contar.
Lyrics translation
I looked, I swore he wouldn't talk about me anymore.
Because I thought I had other stories to tell.
Everything I've always looked for,
Everything I've always dreamed of in the valley nothing if I see a palm forward,
Then don't try to look at trs.
There's no curve on that road, I need a fork.
And I'm going away from you.
I've lost, I've suffered too much. I left, threw everything to trs.
I'm gonna run away, far away from here. I'm gonna walk, and no one's gonna follow me.
I was only 16, and j thought I knew too much.
All I had was a room and my parents ' money
And some friends who fit a mo.
That river of solido was empty.
I travel today in A s ms, miles of miles with nowhere to go back.
The asphalt my home, but in the DA to call home,
to empty, to cold, to out of place. There is nothing here that will make me
change.
I've lost, I've suffered too much. I left, threw everything to trs.
I'm gonna run away, far away from here. I'm gonna walk, and no one's gonna follow me.
It's dark, but it's been a while since my life's darkened,
I don't know for sure when this happened, I know it was me.
What's the point of opening my eyes, if I know flashes are meant to blind me.
These abraos are just to curse me.
I never made you hear me talk.
And since when do you think you know better about me than I do?
There are so many things I've lived that you've never lived.
I looked, I swore he wouldn't talk about me anymore.
But I'm like that, I have so much history to tell.