Moral da história
João Bosco Lyrics


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Mais do que a noite, viramos
O século
Temos sono e insônia
Não podemos dormir nem acordar;
De madrugada abrimos as janelas
Mas já não há céu, somente
Seu segredo:
A evidência sem provas
Como uma fratura exposta




Moral da história
E melancolia das estrelas.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Moral da história" by João Bosco offer a poetic and melancholic reflection on the passing of time and the elusive nature of truth. The opening lines suggest a sense of disorientation - "Mais do que a noite, viramos o século" (We turned the century more than the night) - as if the singer is struggling to come to terms with the rapid changes and uncertainties of the modern world. The image of being unable to sleep, of experiencing both insomnia and drowsiness, reinforces this sense of restlessness and unease.


As the song progresses, the focus shifts to the act of looking out of the window in the early hours of the morning, only to find that the sky no longer holds any secrets - "Mas já não há céu, somente seu segredo" (But there is no longer a sky, only its secret). This line seems to suggest that even the natural world, which we often look to for guidance and meaning, is no longer able to offer any certainty or comfort. The reference to "evidência sem provas" (evidence without proof) adds further layers of uncertainty and ambiguity, raising questions about the reliability of our own perceptions and the validity of what we take to be true.


Ultimately, the "moral da história" (moral of the story) that emerges from these reflections is one of sadness and resignation - "E melancolia das estrelas" (And melancholy of the stars). The song leaves us with a strong sense of the transience of human experience, and the impossibility of ever fully understanding the world around us.


Line by Line Meaning

Mais do que a noite, viramos o século
We have reached a new era that is just as dark and mysterious as the night


Temos sono e insônia
We struggle to sleep or rest properly


Não podemos dormir nem acordar
We are in a state of constant exhaustion and confusion


De madrugada abrimos as janelas
We try to find comfort or answers by looking outside


Mas já não há céu, somente seu segredo
But the sky seems empty and holds only its own secrets


A evidência sem provas
We see the signs but have no concrete proof


Como uma fratura exposta
It feels like an open wound or a broken bone


Moral da história
The lesson to be learned


E melancolia das estrelas
And the sadness of realizing that even the stars can't offer us solace




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