Paroles et traduction Pitty - Redimir - Ao Vivo

Redimir - Ao Vivo

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 autoimposta

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 autoimposta

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 que fora e dentro
Nos faça resgatar uma besta alegria

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

(Se era pra sangrar, já sangrei) já sangrei
(Se era pra perder, já perdi) já perdi
(Se era pra chorar, já chorei) 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) já sangrei
(Se era pra perder, já perdi) 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?

Todo mundo pode se expressar, todo mundo deve se expressar
Eu? Consegui com esse cara aqui
Esse violão aqui é o mesmo de 16 anos atrás?
Um pouquinho mais né
Mas é esse cara aqui, foi com esse cara aqui
Que eu fui lá no meu quartinho tentar
Com os meus três acordes me expressar
E foi quando surgiram as músicas do primeiro disco

Então
Valorizando todas as formas de expressão
Potentes do jeito que elas são
Eu faço questão de convidar vocês
Senhoras e senhores sejam bem-vindos
Ao meu quartinho em Salvador

Redeem - Live

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

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

The whip in my hands
The whip on my back
Tearing through rivers, the iron bar
Self-imposed Way of the Cross

No one persecutes me better
In my head, in my body
I am my own general

Nice to meet you, my inquisition
I found no irony to say
Mea culpa

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

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

The whip in my hands
The whip on my back
Tearing through rivers, the iron bar
Self-imposed Way of the Cross

No one persecutes me better
In my head, in my body
I am my own general

Nice to meet you, my inquisition
I found no irony to say
Mea culpa

And he who didn't drink, drank
And she who didn't pray, prayed
When despair descended
Even reason begged

Enough of so much dungeon, it's time for freedom
A new time that outside and inside
Make us rescue a beastly joy

(If I was meant to bleed, I've already bled) I've already bled
(If I was meant to lose, I've already lost) I've already lost
(If I was meant to cry, I've already cried) I've already cried
(What else is there to redeem myself?)

(If I was meant to bleed, I've already bled) I've already bled
(If I was meant to lose, I've already lost) I've already lost
(If I was meant to cry, I've already cried) I've already cried
(What else is there to redeem myself?)

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

(If I was meant to bleed, I've already bled) I've already bled
(If I was meant to lose, I've already lost) I've already lost
(If I was meant to cry), I've already cried

What else is there to redeem myself?
What else is there to redeem myself?
What else is there to redeem myself?

Everyone can express themselves, everyone should express themselves
Me? I managed with this guy here
Is this guitar the same one from 16 years ago?
A little more huh
But it's this guy here, it was with this guy here
That I went there in my little room to try
With my three chords to express myself
And that's when the songs from the first album came up

So
Valuing all forms of expression
Powerful the way they are
I want to invite you
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome
To my little room in Salvador