Justin Bieber – Holy
De “baby, baby, baby”, “sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry” e “yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy” para “holy, holy, holy, holy”, não é de hoje que Justin Bieber vira assunto no meio da música cristã. A história é antiga, vocês já devem estar cansados de ver casos parecidos mundo a fora. Filho de pais cristãos, cresceu na igreja, mostrou talento com a música, emplacou alguns hits, consolidou uma base enorme de fãs, sucesso mundial, crises pessoais, problemas nos relacionamentos, some por um tempo, volta às origens, reaparece. As vezes o ciclo se repete, às vezes não.
Dessa vez, nas palavras do próprio Bieber, uma nova era se iniciou na vida do jovem pop star, e nada melhor para uma nova fase do que um novo single, um novo clipe e uma nova roupagem. É o que podemos perceber em Holy. Lançado no dia 17 de Setembro, com a participação de Chance The Rapper, Holy é uma música que tem os ingredientes corretos na dose certa para agradar afetos e desafetos do cantor. Não é à toa que com menos de uma semana do lançamento, o vídeo clipe já tem mais de 23 milhões de visualizações no YouTube. Que essa nova era possa trazer maturidade, contentamento, bons frutos e vida verdadeira e abundante pra o Justin.
Justin Bieber – Holy ft. Chance The Rapper (letra)
I hear a lot about sinners
Don’t think that I’ll be a saint
But I might go down to the river
‘Cause the way that the sky opens up when we touch
Yeah, it’s making me say
That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
On God
Runnin’ to the altar like a track star
Can’t wait another second
‘Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy
I don’t do well with the drama
And, no, I can’t stand it being fake
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
I don’t believe in nirvana
But the way that we love in the night gave me life
Baby, I can’t explain
That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
On God
Runnin’ to the altar like a track star
Can’t wait another second
‘Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy
They say we’re too young and
The pimps and the players say, “Don’t go crushin'”
Wise men say fools rush in
But I don’t know (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
They say we’re too young and
The pimps and the players say, “Don’t go crushin'”
Wise men say fools rush in
But I don’t know
The first step pleases the Father
Might be the hardest to take
But when you come out of the water
I’m a believer, my heart is fleshy
Life is short with a temper like Joe Pesci
They always come and sing your praises, your name is catchy
But they don’t see you how I see you, Parlay and Desi
Cross, Tween, Tween, Hesi’ hit the jet speed
When they get messy, go lefty like Lionel Messi
Let’s take a trip and get the Vespas or rent a jetski
I know the spots that got the best weed, we goin’ next week
I wanna honor, wanna honor you
Bride’s groom, I’m my father’s child
I know when the son takes the first steps, the Father’s proud (Yes)
If you make it to the water, He’ll part the clouds (Uh)
I know He made you a snack like Oscar Proud (Mwah)
Suffer it to be so now gotta clean it up (Ooh)
Formalize the union in communion, He can trust (Woo)
I know I ain’t leavin’ you like I know He ain’t leavin’ us (Ah)
I know we believe in God, and I know God believes in us
‘Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
On God
Runnin’ to the altar like a track star
Can’t wait another second, on God
Runnin’ to the altar like a track star
Can’t wait another second, on God
Runnin’ to the altar like a track star
Can’t wait another second
‘Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so ho-ho-ho-holy