[Verse]
The afternoon fell like a viaduct
And a drunk wearing mourning
Reminded me of Carlitos
The moon
Like a brothel owner
Asked each cold star
A hire's glow
And clouds
There in the stamp of heaven
Sucked up tortured stains
Woe a choke, crazy!
[Chorus]
The drunk with a coconut hat
Did thousand reverences
To the night in Brazil
[Verse 2]
My Brazil, that dreams
With the comeback of Henfil's brothers
With so many people gone
In a rocket's tail
Our gentle motherland cries
Cries Marys and Clarisses
In the Brazil's land
But I know
That a such poignant pain
Won't be useless
[Chorus]
The hope dances
In the fine line with an umbrella
And in each step of this line
Can hurts
Bad luck
The balancing hope
Knows that every artist show
Must go on