| Cidade Partida (Tradução)In the city everyone talks
Violence is a Russian roulette
Not choose the victim
Everywhere is the same
The wrong time, anywhere
The world is a garden
I am an artist, I am poor, I'm black, I'm father
'm Boss, worker, child
I am the victim of a divided city
I'm not going to wait my turn
I want to walk the streets free
I have the right to justice, freedom, protection
No more, baby
Living in exile, without conscience
My heart is peace
But do not take any more violence
Just my word says enough
My whole body says no
There is no place for violence
Simply, the silence, the cold
The blood stains the green hillside of the River Cities are addressing their miséias
As anyone who is a plague
That does not stop growing
While the rich
Do not look for it
It will always be a pot
The pressure explodes Cidade Partida (Tradução) |
