Trabalho Escravo
Alldeia
Slave Labor
Every day very early
I wake up before the rooster crows
And he becomes sad
Because I'm the one who sings to wake him up
Sucking my blood, the system develops
Artifices to control me
Slave labor, every day
To imprison the soul
Escaping the rules, I cultivate simplicity
Peace, love, and unity
Where there's the smell of grass and a bit of earth
That's where I'll live
Changing my mind, my life also changes
To another place
A hallucinatory journey as I walked
Butterflies accompanying me
Flowers on the path and from the small nest
The clay oven bird came to warn me
Cultivate the land and earn your living
To not be imprisoned
City man, I came to tell you
In war, we cannot survive
The child who cries without food on the table
In the countryside wouldn't cry
MST, I came to defend
In war, we cannot survive
The child who cries without food on the table
In the countryside wouldn't cry
