Meu Fio Forte

When the world tangles, a knot in my chest so tight,
My hand finds your number, no question, no second light.
Like a fabric of comfort, a pattern I know by heart,
Even when the city sleeps, you play your vital part.

[Chorus]
You're the open line, the first ring's echo clear,
My strong thread, you chase away all doubt, all fear.
A rhythm of knowing, a pulse that beats so true,
My anchor, my compass, always, always you.

The market's last laughter, the scent of a street-side plate,
A whisper of 'o vento' through the city gate.
My brave new patterns form, though doubts still weave and bind,
One ring, then your voice, a solace I always find.

[Chorus]
You're the open line, the first ring's echo clear,
My strong thread, you chase away all doubt, all fear.
A rhythm of knowing, a pulse that beats so true,
My anchor, my compass, always, always you.

[Bridge]
Some threads fray with time, some memories softly blur,
But ours is a pattern, a fabric that won't deter.
We're weaving tomorrow, with colors bold and bright,
Holding on to joy, holding on to light.

[Chorus]
You're the open line, the first ring's echo clear,
My strong thread, you chase away all doubt, all fear.
A rhythm of knowing, a pulse that beats so true,
My anchor, my compass, always, always you.

[Outro]
Always there, my strong thread, my call you catch so fast.
A bond woven forever, a feeling built to last.