Lyrics and translation Pitty - Redimir

Redimir

Se era pra sangrar, já sangrei
Se era pra perder, já perdi
Se era pra chorar, já chorei
O que mais falta pra me redimir?

Se era pra sangrar, já sangrei
Se era pra perder, já perdi
Se era pra chorar, já chorei
O que mais falta pra me redimir?

O chicote em minhas mãos
O chicote em minhas costas
Rasgando rios o vergalhão
Via crucis auto imposta

Ninguém me persegue melhor
Na cabeça, no corpo
Eu, meu próprio general
Prazer em te reconhecer
Minha inquisição
Não encontrei ironia pra dizer
Mea culpa

Se era pra sangrar, já sangrei
Se era pra perder, já perdi
Se era pra chorar, já chorei
O que mais falta pra me redimir?

Se era pra sangrar, já sangrei
Se era pra perder, já perdi
Se era pra chorar, já chorei
O que mais falta pra me redimir?

O chicote em minhas mãos
O chicote em minhas costas
Rasgando rios o vergalhão
Via crucis auto imposta

Ninguém me persegue melhor
Na cabeça, no corpo
Eu, meu próprio general
Prazer em te reconhecer
Minha inquisição
Não encontrei ironia pra dizer
Mea culpa

E ele que não bebia, bebeu
E ela que nem rezava, rezou
Quando o desalento desceu
Até a razão suplicou

Basta de tanto calabouço
É hora de alforria
Um novo tempo
Aqui fora e dentro
Nos faça resgatar
Uma besta alegria

Se era pra sangrar, já sangrei
Se era pra perder, já perdi
Se era pra chorar, já chorei
O que mais falta pra me redimir?

Se era pra sangrar, já sangrei
Se era pra perder, já perdi
Se era pra chorar, já chorei
O que mais falta pra me redimir?

Se era pra sangrar, já sangrei
Se era pra perder, já perdi
Se era pra chorar, já chorei
O que mais falta pra me redimir?

Se era pra sangrar, já sangrei
Se era pra perder, já perdi
Se era pra chorar, já chorei
O que mais falta pra me redimir?

O que mais falta pra me redimir?
O que mais falta pra me redimir?

Redeem

If I was supposed to bleed, I've already bled
If I was supposed to lose, I've already lost
If I was supposed to cry, I've already cried
What else is missing to redeem myself?

If I was supposed to bleed, I've already bled
If I was supposed to lose, I've already lost
If I was supposed to cry, I've already cried
What else is missing to redeem myself?

The whip in my hands
The whip on my back
The rod tearing rivers
Self-inflicted via dolorosa

No one persecutes me better
In my head, in my body
I, my own general
Happy to acknowledge you
My inquisition
I couldn't find any irony to say
Mea culpa

If I was supposed to bleed, I've already bled
If I was supposed to lose, I've already lost
If I was supposed to cry, I've already cried
What else is missing to redeem myself?

If I was supposed to bleed, I've already bled
If I was supposed to lose, I've already lost
If I was supposed to cry, I've already cried
What else is missing to redeem myself?

The whip in my hands
The whip on my back
The rod tearing rivers
Self-inflicted via dolorosa

No one persecutes me better
In my head, in my body
I, my own general
Happy to acknowledge you
My inquisition
I couldn't find any irony to say
Mea culpa

And he who didn't drink, drank
And she who didn't even pray, prayed
When the despair came down
Even reason begged

Enough with so much dungeon
It's time for freedom
A new time
Outside us and within us
Let's make us rescue
A great joy

If I was supposed to bleed, I've already bled
If I was supposed to lose, I've already lost
If I was supposed to cry, I've already cried
What else is missing to redeem myself?

If I was supposed to bleed, I've already bled
If I was supposed to lose, I've already lost
If I was supposed to cry, I've already cried
What else is missing to redeem myself?

If I was supposed to bleed, I've already bled
If I was supposed to lose, I've already lost
If I was supposed to cry, I've already cried
What else is missing to redeem myself?

If I was supposed to bleed, I've already bled
If I was supposed to lose, I've already lost
If I was supposed to cry, I've already cried
What else is missing to redeem myself?

What else is missing to redeem myself?
What else is missing to redeem myself?