Times like this

Um calor africano nessa terra de injustiças.
Até o vento, veja você, parrou de soprar
e foi descançar debaixo de alguma árvore

Preocupações e água-de-côco
cigarros e incensos
dans cet automne printanier

So, play it, Jack...

In times like these
in times like those
what will be will be
and so it goes
and it always goes on and on
and on and on it goes

And theres always been laughing, crying, birth, and dying
boys and girls with hearts that take and give and break
and heal and grow and recreate and raise and nurture
but then hurt from time to times like these
and times like those
what will be will be
and so it goes

And there will always be stop and go and fast and slow
action, reaction, sticks and stones and broken bones
those for peace and those for war
and god bless these ones not those ones
but these ones made times like these
and times like those
what will be will be
and so it goes
and it always goes on and on
and on and on it goes

But somehow I know it wont be the same
somehow I know it'll never be the same (*)

E ele vai derretendo atrás desse monitor que é o espelho perfeito de sua realidade.

(*) Times like this - Jack Johnson