Dois Brasis

Before the bonds are over
I want to love peace and not arm rifles
Soothe the woes of each brother's pain
The harshest colors in my country, oh

I will plant flags just for love
For the hand of love leaves no scar
I will pick the flower that blooms in each hand
Mix the colors of these two Brazils
And be happy

I will fly on a stage of light and flowers
Rip out, the hate, the sadness, the pain
Wake up, the strength that lives in me
Sowing in a ground of stars

I will fly on a stage of light and flowers
Rip out, the hate, the sadness, the pain
Wake up, the strength that lives in me
Sowing in a ground of stars