domingo, 25 de novembro de 2018

D I B * D U C K. GRAFITE NA RUA DA BALSA.







Mixture of race and color

I am Brazilian a mixture of race and color
I'm Italian, Portuguese and black felt dolor.

I'm not black or white, I'm what I am
Neither Asian nor European, Brazilian I am

We are not just a nation insane
It was here that he invented the plane
Where Niermyer designed a city
Humanity's cultural heritage, we want dignity.

I am Brazilian a mixture of race and color
I'm Italian, Portuguese and black felt dolor.

This is the country of the future
It is not the third world here sure.
There's just so much trickster, immoral.
Who only works after the carnival.

We're not afraid to fight.
This country is our home, right.
Let's defend ourselves from the sky until bottom of the sea
Vila Lobos will inspire us with your idea.

I'm Brazilian a mixture of race and color
I'm Italian, Portuguese, and black felt dolor.

I sing the hymn with my hand in my heart.
Want to understand our history, just insert.
A coin without emotion to corruption
That's why it's Penta champion.

With Brazilians there is no one who can
Be it in samba or Bossa Nova, yes man.
Infinite rhythms, rich in culture
Here we live a great mixture

I'm Brazilian a mixture of race and color
I'm Italian, Portuguese, and black felt dolor.

Dib

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