Você É
Djavan
You Are
I'm a bit Arab
I live for passions
For generations
Through Andalusia
I'm tired of walking
I carry in my song
Ancestral glories
And I can die of love
Gypsy I am
What I have of Indian
Will share
Disillusions
Sad, in the forest
Where he was born to love
My God, what a sin
What man does
Undoing everything
That the Indian is
I'm still black,
Not counting on miracles
And in audacity
Aim for more
I know life is hard
But it's fair too
And it's just: only those who do, have!
Since you were born, go deep and it's all right
You were born for everything that is yours
Don't even want to know how much you have
You are, you want, you can
And if you don't give in
You'll get there
