Lyrics

Mirella

Sorriso
Inocente
Beijo
De repente o coração
Acelera e sente

Saudade
Tô carente
Tento
Resistir à tentação
Não morrer de Paixão

Mirella
Eu sempre vou te amar até o infinito
A tua imagem no meu rosto
Eu quero tanto o teu Amor
Me leva com você

Mirella, empresta o teu sorriso
Tem coisas que eu só vou dizer no teu ouvido
A tua imagem no meu rosto
Eu quero tanto o teu Amor
Me leva com você

Segredos
E momentos
Juntos
Eu não quero mais ninguém
Só eu e você

Bem perto
Estaremos
Sempre
Vou te amar e proteger
Eu abraço você

Mirella
Eu sempre vou te amar até o infinito
A tua imagem no meu rosto
Eu quero tanto o teu Amor
Me leva com você

Mirella, empresta o teu sorriso
Tem coisas que eu só vou dizer no teu ouvido
A tua imagem no meu rosto
Eu quero tanto o teu Amor
Me leva com você

Mirella
Eu vou dizer no teu ouvido agora
Palavras de Amor, nosso segredo
Meu coração vai te levar comigo
Mil coisas pra dizer no teu ouvido

The Secret and Inspiration

Lisbon has a different light at the end of the afternoon.

Sometimes I walk through the streets of Alfama and think about how life can change from one corner to the next. An entire city can remain the same, and yet, everything inside you is no longer the same.

I remember the day you were born, Mirella.

I was there.

I saw you emerge from your mother's womb.

I heard your first cry.

I felt something I had never felt before.

It wasn't just love.

It was eternal responsibility.

I held you in my arms and was even afraid to breathe too hard. Your tiny fingers held my thumb as if I were the whole world. Maybe I was, at that moment.

Your smile was always bright. Innocent. Whole.

When you smiled, my heart raced. It still races when I remember.

Seven years ago, the life I knew ended. It didn't end with screams. It ended with decisions. Daniela was already living another story. Osmar… my friend. He used to come to my house. He sat at my table. We laughed together. He was part of our circle, our parties, our conversations.

And suddenly, everything crumbled.

I was excluded from the very story I helped build.

There was no hatred in me. There was sadness. A silent, adult sadness. I still loved his mother. And I saw that she was in love. I saw that, somehow, they were a good match. I didn't fight it. I didn't know how to fight what was already decided.

When you went to live with him, I lost myself.

I lived for three months at Maria's house, a "girlfriend" who appeared during a moment of crisis. I wasn't well. My head was confused, my heart still trying to understand what had happened. She couldn't handle it. And I understood. I couldn't handle myself either.

After that, I slept in the car.

I borrowed his mother's car for a few days. I parked on quiet streets. At night, I would look at the car's roof and wonder where I had gone wrong. I couldn't find an answer.

I bought a small van. I lived in it for a whole year. I showered at the gym. I worked on my startup in a coworking space. I walked around Lisbon like an invisible man. A modern-day beggar, perhaps. But it wasn't rebellion. It was withdrawal.

I needed to dismantle everything inside me.

On the weekends when I could be with you, every outing was precious. Walking along the Tagus River. Eating something simple. Listening to your stories. I cherished every detail like someone hoarding water in the desert.

I wasn't angry with anyone.

Not even Daniela.

Not even Osmar.

I still like him. That might sound strange, but it's true. The friendship that existed was real. Only the sadness of being separated from something I loved remains. Of being removed from the very table where I sat for so many years.

What hurts most isn't the separation.

It's the silence that came after.

Mirella, abruptly, you cut off contact. The strong connection that existed between us seems to have been switched off by someone who pressed an invisible button.

I don't know exactly when it happened.

Maybe I ceased to be a point of reference.

Maybe my simple life, my van, my social project, my lack of luxury became a reason for judgment around you.

Maybe they told versions I don't know.

Maybe it's just time.

I don't know.

I only know that the longing remains.

At night, when I manage to sleep, you appear in my dreams. Sometimes small, running towards me. Sometimes bigger, watching from afar. Always with that smile I borrow from the song.

I live simply today. No expensive restaurants. No long trips. No designer clothes. I chose to drain the little money I have into a social project that makes sense to me. I am at peace with this choice.

What I haven't fully learned yet is how to live without your presence.

But I accept it.

I accept that you are growing up.

I accept that you might need distance.

I accept that my version of a father today isn't what the world considers ideal.

I was a present father. Caring. Loving. I was there for the first cry. The first steps. The first words. No one can erase that.

If one day you want to listen, I have a thousand things to whisper in your ear. No accusations. No long justifications. Just simple truths.

I love you.

I will always love you to infinity.

And if today I can't be by your side as before, I ask only one silent thing:

Take me with you.

Even if it's just in a memory.

In a detail.

In a trace of your manner.

And if it's not possible now, I'll keep waiting in my dreams.

Because as long as I can dream of you, I will never be completely excluded from our story.

And perhaps, on some quiet Lisbon night, when sleep finally comes easily… you too will dream of me.

That would be enough.

Brazil - Performance

Each country profile presents the most recent data available on a range of indicators relating to the well-being of women and children. Each country profile page is composed of data from multiple sources, depending on the indicator domain. For example, child mortality rates come from the most recent data produced by the UNICEF-led Inter-agency Group for Child Mortality Estimation (IGME).

SDG indicators related to children

The 2030 Agenda includes 17 Global Goals addressing the social, economic and environmental dimensions of sustainable development. Attached to the Goals are 169 concrete targets measured by 232 specific indicators.

To map and monitor how ambitious and realistic countries’ targets are, UNICEF has created quantifiable country-level benchmarks for child-related indicators for which data are available to measure and monitor child rights on a common scale.

Below is a snapshot of the country’s performance against the 45 child-related SDG indicators, grouping results into five areas of child well-being to provide an overall assessment of how children are doing. Countries are assessed using global and national targets. The analysis provides valuable insights into both historical progress—recognizing the results delivered by countries in the recent past—and how much additional effort may be needed to achieve the child-related SDG targets. This approach provides a framework for assessing ambition as well as the scale of action needed to achieve it.