Pra Não Dizer Que Não Falei Das Flores
Geraldo Vandré
So as Not to Say I Didn't Speak of Flowers
Walking and singing and following the song
We are all the same, arms linked or not
In schools, in the streets, fields, constructions
Walking and singing and following the song
Come, let's go, waiting is not knowing
Those who know make the time, don't wait for it to happen
Through the fields, hunger in large plantations
Through the streets, marching indecisive cords
They still make the flower their strongest refrain
And believe in flowers overcoming the cannon
There are soldiers armed, loved or not
Almost all lost with weapons in hand
In the barracks, they teach them an old lesson:
To die for the homeland and live without reason
Come, let's go, waiting is not knowing
Those who know make the time, don't wait for it to happen
In schools, in the streets, fields, constructions
We are all soldiers, armed or not
Walking and singing and following the song
We are all the same, arms linked or not
Love in the mind, flowers on the ground
Certainty ahead, history in hand
Walking and singing and following the song
Learning and teaching a new lesson
Come, let's go, waiting is not knowing
Those who know make the time, don't wait for it to happen
