Pátria Amada (part. Carlinhos Brown e Rodrigo Lombardi)
O pó branco que o céu inebria
Tem a pureza de reis e rainhas
Mas o pobre plebeu jamais pode tocar
Apesar de pagar com seu sangue
O carvão que virou diamante
Pra senhora do rei o pescoço enfeitar
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
O céu cinza feito de papel queimado
Traz da cortina os fantasmas do passado
Estado sem lei, justiça pra reis
O ancião na praça enforcado
Nenhum direito estava no peito
Pra garantir a mala cheia de dinheiro
Pra garantir a mala cheia de dinheiro
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Já parou pra pensar meu chegado
A quem interessa dividir o país em dois lados?
É aquela velha retórica da guerra
Dividir, enfraquecer, atacar e já era
Quantos mais terão que morrer?
Quantos mais pra gente entender
Que o inimigo parceiro, não sou eu e nem você!
O verdadeiro inimigo
Se esconde atrás das muralhas do castelo
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Ô Pátria amada, Brasil, Brasil
Beloved Homeland (feat. Carlinhos Brown & Rodrigo Lombardi)
The white dust that enchants the heavens
Holds the purity of kings and queens
But the humble commoner may never touch
Despite paying with his own lifeblood
The coal that was transformed into a diamond
To adorn the neck of the king's lady
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
The ashen sky, as if of burnt paper made
From the curtain's veil, draws the phantoms of the past
A state without law, justice reserved for kings
The elder in the square, hanging from the gallows
No right was held within the heart
All to guarantee the suitcase, brimming with money
All to guarantee the suitcase, brimming with money
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Have you ever paused to wonder, my dear friend
Who truly benefits from tearing this land in two?
'Tis the age-old rhetoric of war
To divide, to weaken, to strike, and all is lost
How many more must perish?
How many more, before our hearts can understand
That the foe, my brother, is neither you nor I!
The true enemy
Lies hidden behind the castle's towering walls
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Oh my beloved homeland, Brazil, Brazil
Escrita por: Luana Camarah, Diego Lopes, Adriano Daga, Alex Lopes de Aguiar, Paulo de Tarso Gomes da Silva Junior, Thor Moraes Moura