On my own (3:58) msa/silva

Close the doors! Believe in me
Steps on the floor
Cries from the streets
Don’t leave the house
Don’t call the cops
Try one move and you will pay the cost

Everyday
Becomes harder
To get the foot out of my home
The police and the gangs
With guns in their hands the chaos has begun

In the street late at night
It’s no good to walk alone
Everywhere is unsafe
Bullets and knives together as one

Now I feel like on my own
Without hope and no more law
Now I feel like on my own
So tired and scared

Every night seems the same
Bloody conflicts in no man’s land
Where’s the justice? Worm your honour!
And what remains for us? Despair and shame

Now I feel like on my own
Without hope and no more law
Now I feel like on my own
So tired and scared

É...
Andar por aí na calada da noite fria
É ficar a mercê da bandidagem ou da polícia
A paz não faz parte do nosso vocabulário
A justiça tarda e falha, os “hômi” da lei sempre arbitrários
O medo toma conta das pessoas de bem
Já não existe o certo e o errado nessa terra de ninguém
E o caos e a violência seguem seu caminho
E a sensação que sinto é que estou cada vez mais sozinho

Close the doors! Believe in me
Steps on the floor
Cries from the streets
Don’t leave the house
Don’t call the cops
Try one move and you will pay the cost