Ninety percent of everything is crap.

Will you be there beside me
As time goes on by
And be there to hold me
Whenever I cry
Will you be there to guide me
All the way through, I wonder will you

Walk by my side, and follow my dreams
And bear with my pride, as strong as it seems

“Neste mundo de tantos anos, 
Entre tantos outros,
Que sorte a nossa, hein?
Entre tantas paixões,
Esse encontro.
Nós dois,
Esse amor.”