O Resto Do Mundo

I wanted to live in a slum
I wanted to live in a slum
I wanted to live in a slum
My dream is to live in a slum
I call myself excluded as someone called me
But you can call me whatever you want, sir
I have no name
I have no identity
I'm not even sure if I'm a real person
I have nothing
But I would like to have
Take advantage, sir, and give me some change to eat...
I would like to have a bit of pride
But that's impossible for those who eat garbage
Mixed with rats and cockroaches
And with used toilet paper
In the trash cans
I live like an animal or worse than that

I am the rest
The rest of the world
I am a beggar, a destitute, an indigestible, a bum
I am... I am nobody

I'm hungry
I have to feed myself
I may not have a name, but the stomach is there
That's why I have to be shameless
Either I ask for money or I stay here feeling sick
I have to lower myself to this point because the need is greater than morality

I am dirty, I am ugly, I am anti-social
I can't appear in the postcard photo
Because for the rich and the tourist, I am pollution
I know I'm Brazilian
But I'm not a citizen
I have no dignity or a roof to live under
And my bathroom is the street
And without paper to clean myself

Honor?
I don't have
I was born without it
And my dream is to live in a slum
I wanted to live in a slum
I wanted to live in a slum
I wanted to live in a slum
My dream is to live in a slum
My life is a nightmare and I can't wake up
And I have no prospects of leaving this place
My fate is to endure living below the ground
And be a lonely rest forgotten in the crowd

I am the rest of the world
I am a beggar, a destitute, an indigestible, a bum
I am the rest of the world
I am nobody
I am nothing
I am not a person
I am the rest of the world
A beggar, a destitute, an indigestible, a bum
I am the rest
I am nobody

Frustration
Is the summary of my being
I am a child of misery and my punishment is to live
I see people being born with life handed to them and I don't have a chance
God, tell me why?
I know the majority of Brazil is poor
But I'm not even poor, I'm rotten!
A failure
But it wasn't me who failed
Because I couldn't even try
So what fault will I have
When I revolt break burn kill
I have nothing to lose
My day will come
Will it come?
For now

I am the rest
The rest of the world
I am a beggar, a destitute, an indigestible, a bum
I am the rest of the world
I am nobody
I am nothing
I am not a person
I am the rest of the world
A beggar, a destitute, an indigestible, a bum
I am the rest
I am nobody

I am not baptized
I am not registered
I am not civilized
I am not a child of the Lord
I am not counted
I am not consulted
I am not vaccinated
I am not a taxpayer
I am not celebrated
I am not considered
I am not employed
I am not a consumer
I am not loved
I am not respected
I am not forgiven
But I am also a sinner
I am not represented by anyone
I am not introduced to anyone
I am not invited by anyone
And I cannot be visited by anyone
Besides my sad survival, I try to understand the reason for my existence
Why was I born?
Why am I here?
An intruder in hell with nowhere to escape
I live in loneliness but I have no privacy
And I don't know the feeling of having a real home
I have no one to share the shack with me
But I wanted to live in a slum, friend
I wanted to live in a slum
I wanted to live in a slum
I wanted to live in a slum
My dream is to live in a slum.