Geração Perdida
Daniela Mercury
Lost Generation
Artists moved the earth
With their cries and then they left
We were born in endless years
Children of cut-down trees
We were silence without knowing
The generation of nothing
That came back to life without dying
The spilled milk is red
Like the color of our hair
That dances, that dances
The drugs are already pale
Words without a cage
The poorly raised kids
Born with the TV
The milk spilling is red
Like the color of our hair
That dances, that dances
Lost generation
Artists, Black folks, mom
Our dead without life
The pain that still hurts
