The Lungs Are Sick

Snore of the saws resounds
Sawdust and dead roots are around
The fall of giant trees trembles the ground
Watching the trees falling one by one!
Counting how much money will increase their account
The breath is weak!
The breath is weak!
The lungs are sick!
Hail the progress
Spectators of Amazonia in flames
The carbon piles are hidden their names
Their rich money transfers us all the blame
Watching the trees falling one by one!

Counting how much money will increase their account
The breath is weak!
The breath is weak!
The lungs are the sick!
Hail the progress
The lungs are the sick!
How much trees turn to furniture?
How much forests turn to pasture?
The machines go across the forest galleries
Death opens deserts in tropical forest
Animal species disappear fast
When the lungs breathing death
Watching the trees falling one by one
Counting how much money will increase their account
Watching the trees falling one by one
Counting how much money will increase their account
The breath is weak!
The breath is weak!
The lungs are sick!
Hail the progress
Hail the progress
The lungs are the sick
How much trees turn to furniture?
How much forests turn to pasture?