Negra Tinta (feat. Carú Bonifácio)
Bia Ferreira
Black Ink (feat. Carú Bonifácio)
[Carú and Bia]
Preta, paint
The world with your shade
Let your black ink
Bring out the color in this gray city
That has denied you so much, but, oh, black, paint
[Carú]
Marked and silent letter, childhood so sabotaged
Painted with beloved art, in this city surrounded by pain
Black skin color, a history you know by heart
Those who don't know look strange and still feel pity
I'm tired of this talk of pity
In the end
We realize that we are still alone
But I hope that this strength comes from unity
And that the tigress can overcome the lion's disgrace
[Carú]
Preta, paint
The world with your shade
Let your black ink
Bring out the color in this gray city
That has denied you so much, but, oh, black, paint
[Bia]
Shining star, brightens the path
Illuminates and guides my walk
Light up a little this path of mine
Give me a light, it's hard to see
The more I walk, the darker it gets
Give me a hint to keep going
I don't know what to do
If I walk, if I stop, if I run, if I sit, or if I stay here
Take my mouth
So that I only speak
What I should say
Take the pen, the paper, the pencil
Now that I started writing
May I never be silent
The game is only worth it when all parties can play
I'm a girl, I'm black, this is my trouble
They gave me a mic and I'm going to sing
I sing for the aunt who is silenced
They say the only place for her is the sink
I sing for the girl from the hood
Who is violated and can't study
I sing for the objectified black woman
Hot, fit, who has to dance
Housewife cleans, washes, and irons
But outside the home, she can't work
[Carú]
Preta, paint
The world with your shade
Let your black ink
Bring out the color in this gray city
That has denied you so much, but, oh, black, paint
[Carú and Bia]
Preta, paint
The world with your shade
Let your black ink
Bring out the color in this gray city
That has denied you so much, but, oh, black, paint
[Carú]
Preta, paint
The world with your shade
Let your black ink
Bring out the color in this gray city
That has denied you so much, but, oh, black, paint