On God

If I tell, it is about respect
If I tell, it is about respect
Then pull a chair, sit to listen to it
He hunted out when you'd lost
But religion is not about Christ
They've lied about the first
It isn't to close your ears
He's wiped my 'n' your tears
Who would give a snake when your son asks for a fish?

I'm said, ah
When I look at the sky
My pain inside, oh my soul
He usually has seen me at home
He usually has seen me at home
Oh, my soul

If I tell, it is about respect
If I tell, it is about respect
This, your money, is not God's respect
You damned this black, it's not respect
But your cigarette is not respect
It's not respect
It's not respect

But the truth you won't find in wakanda
If you have thought that's the true
When it ends, you'll see that it is
If you are alive only
But the world is not yours
Blood to blood, they've done it
It's a shot to the devil

Eu só pensava que muitos tenham ajudado
No cada um por si, Deus sabe quem está condenado
Pra ser o que muitos não são, Deus sabe onde tenho andado
Hoje sou o fatigado, amanhã serei o exaltado

So, oh, been feelin' for a drama when I said it
Couldn't kiss 'er and been not takin' 'er pain
I kept cryin' on the top of town
Again, again
Again, again

Ohh, oh
Ohh, oh
Ohh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

Par la grace de dieu
Ah! Ah!
Look or adore
Ahm, ahm, ahm
Par la grace
Dieu! Dieu!
Dieu, dieu, dieu

If I tell, it is about respect
If I tell, it is about respect
Then pull a chair, sit to listen to it
He hunted out when you'd lost
But religion is not about Christ
They've lied about the first
It isn't to close your ears
He's wiped my 'n' your tears
Who would give a snake when your son asks for a fish?