Time and Will
Robertinho Brant, Marcelo Sarkis
Between his mask and his ordeal
There is a man who gets it done
He works non stop
So that he gets straight to the top
But if time comes
Take him down, will he cry some?
Between the card and a fair deal
A gambler lives aged as a stone
He’s not sorry
The wrong he’s done: his will is free
But if time comes
Take him down, will he cry some?
Between her legs and her big shame
There is her dream strong as the same
She handles men
Desire on sale, checks filled in pen
But if time comes
Take her down, will she cry some?
Between my heart and my true love
Illusion thrived, my pride above
I was so blind,
Deranged mind, my soul in grips
But time did call
Took me down … I cried it all