Samba Triste

Eyes that see beyond
The universe you're in
Dogmas that spread fear
Among the innocent

We learn from an early age
To fear freedom
But you can face the fear
And get rid of loneliness

While the world turns
We make the ground tremble
While the world turns
We drive away loneliness

With a lighter or a blowtorch
I'll keep the heat on
I have faith in God
And the power of my mind
For a thousand years we've been turning the tables
A trump card for the surprise element

If they tell you
That you won't make it
Let them talk, let them smile
They've said that to me
And look at my microphone here
Life paves the way for the man

So recycle your ideas
And aim to prosper
Preserve nature
For your child to enjoy
So, raise your hand up high
Make a difference
Always be at peace
With your conscience

Things that escape the control
Of the universe you're in
Wars and wounds killing innocent people

We learn from an early age
To deal with differences
But our flight is much higher
Than your prejudice

While the world turns
We make the ground tremble
While the world turns
We drive away loneliness

Don't mind my samba
My samba is kind of sad
Don't mind my samba
My samba is kind of sad

In life, everything is possible
The mind attracts what you think
The universe is a field
And life is knowing how to play

We learn from an early age
That they may judge us
But our flight is much higher
Than your prejudice

While the world turns
We make the ground tremble
While the world turns
We drive away loneliness

While the world turns
We make the ground tremble
While the world turns
We drive away loneliness