Storm

There's a sadness in your eyes
As you walk among the people that you used to believe
Let me try to rearrange
All the mess and take you out of apathy

I don't mind getting hurt while I try
'Cause when it comes to love in its genuine form
You are my piece of solid ground inside the storm

So let's settle down and do it together
And when it feels like nothings gets better
We'll find a way to make a pretty thing out of pain

There's a sadness in your eyes
As you walk among the people that you used to believe
Let me try to rearrange
All the mess and take you out of apathy

But there's a gleaming in your eyes
When you smile and give yourself another chance
To believe that although life is yet so hard
We can always find a way to get relief

I don't mind getting hurt while I try
'Cause when it comes to love in its genuine form
You are my piece of solid ground inside the storm

So let's settle down and do it together
And when it feels like nothings gets better
We'll find a way to make a pretty thing out of pain

(É tão doce imaginar
Que a vida há de nos recompensar
E que nada terá sido em vão
Nesse tempo melhor que virá)