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FEET ON THE GROUND...

 

Ah-ah-ah...
Ooh-ooh-ooh...


Feet on the ground...
Breathe...
Look within...
And decide...


Decision...
A new beginning...
Changes...

Feet on the ground...

Start from zero... change...
Reclaim yourself...
And allow yourself
To spread your wings...
And fly...

 

— What if it hurts?

Let it hurt... it will pass!

— What if something is missing?

Don't beg for love!

— What if someone leaves?

You stay... for yourself!

 

FEET ON THE GROUND!
— Feet on the ground!

Say goodbye to what has gone!
— To what has gone!

Open yourself to what lies ahead!
— To what lies ahead!

So you can smile again!
So you can find yourself again!

 

FEET ON THE GROUND!

No limiting chains!
No emotional attachments!
Leave your neediness behind!

 

Ah-ah-ah...
Ooh-ooh-ooh...

I choose myself!
I choose myself!

 

Not every goodbye
Is a failure...

Not every ending
Is loneliness...

Sometimes leaving
Is courage...

It is giving your heart back
Its own direction...

I won't run
After someone who won't stay...

I won't beg
For a place...

Affection is not something you beg for!
Love is not something you plead for!

Whoever truly wants to be here
Also chooses to stay!

 

— Will I wait?
No!

— Will I keep insisting?
No!

— Will I make myself smaller?
Never!

— So what will I do?
Find myself again!

 

Start the journey over...
Take a deep breath...
Release the chains...
Begin again...

 

A visceral decision!
Come back to myself!
Reclaim myself!

And then...

 

FEET ON THE GROUND!
— Feet on the ground!

Conscious of myself!
— Conscious of myself...

I won't beg for affection!
— I won't beg!

No holding on...
No pleading...
No abandoning myself!

Then...

SPREAD YOUR WINGS!
— AND FLY!

SPREAD YOUR WINGS!
— AND FLY!

 

Feet on the ground...
Heart free...
Eyes on the horizon...

It's not giving up...
It's choosing yourself.

 

Feet on the ground...

 

Ah-ah-ah...
Ooh-ooh-ooh...

I choose myself...
And I will fly...

Ah-ah-ah...
Ooh-ooh-ooh...

I will fly...
(I will fly...)

I WILL FLY!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Versão em Português

1935-1836- [PÉS no chão...] SUNO M PAGODE – Juli Lima

Juli Lima
Enviado por Juli Lima em 23/08/2026


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