Pequena Memória Para Um Tempo Sem Memória
Gonzaguinha
Little Memory For A Time Without Memory
Memory of a time where fighting
For your right
Is a defect that kills
There are so many inglorious fights
There are stories that history
Will tell any day
Of obscure characters
The passages, the courage
Are seeds scattered on this ground
Of Juvenals and Raimundos
So many Júlios de Santana
Of this belief in a huge heart
Of the humiliated and offended
Exploited and oppressed
Who tried to find the solution
They are crosses without names
Without bodies
Without dates
Memory of a time where fighting for your right
Is a defect that kills
And there are so many men beneath the headlines
Forgotten arms that made the heroes
They are forces, they are sweats that raise the stars
Of the revue theater, which is the country of all of us
They are voices that denied granted freedom
For it is much more blood
It is much more life
They are lives that feed our hope's fire
The battle cry
Who waits, never achieves
Hey hey, when the Sun rises
That's when I want to see who will remember
Hey hey, when it dawns
That's when I want to see who will recall
Hey I, I can't forget
This legion that surrendered for a new day
Hey I want to sing this so calloused hand
That gave us so much joy
And let's go to battle
