Fifty years old now, half a century In the summer I was white, in the winter I was black Forty years old now, mature, barefoot, slouching Now fifty years old, immature Handsome and submissive I was born in a village on a Wednesday afternoon The doctor didn't disinfect me, but I had a bruise on my hand Relatives gathered from early in the morning How is it that you are leaving, and why are you making a fuss? Nani, nani, our child Nani, nani, and he orders Nani, nani, in the city, his earrings, and his gold earrings, he orders Nani, nani, in the city, his earrings, and his gold earrings, he orders But since I was little, what could I do? I used to fly my kite, I used to fly my plane And on top of the best, they used to wake me up with violence To wake me up, teachers in Thrania And in all my anger, I had a luxury To grow up, I forgot, and I stayed in the closet That's how I kept my childhood image forever That other drum, that you were holding this year What are you taking, kids? Come and take this, too I gave it to you when you were little, come and bring it to me Hide it, and this year, take good care of it My old friend, I'm not young anymore, I'll stay with the student Tonight, I brought with me, that girl, Fentona Don't go, my mind, to the bad bird, they won't hit Yesterday, you confused me with a goat, what do I have to separate? Our childhood dreams, I'll spread them to you With colors and music, I'll sing them to you My old friend, I'm not young anymore, I'll stay with the student Tonight, I brought with me, that girl, Fentona Thank you. You are very good to me, and you have a very good taste. Thank you. I see all my old friends here. I would like to say to each of you, I still love you. Thank you.