Patricinha do Olho Azul

From black or nagô
Paraguayan watch
I'm almost late to go out with her
Street vendor sneakers
A fake perfume
No money in my wallet to go out with her

I need a favor
But it has to be in love
I don't have a penny to leave the favela
The 5th hasn't arrived
My boss didn't pay me
My card is maxed out and my ride is over

Today she already asked me
Where I live, where I'm from
If I go by car or on foot to go out with her
I don't know if someone said
That I'm a poor sufferer
That I only have a shack inside the favela

Her father is a doctor, knows I'm a singer
And her mother already told me to take care of her
Look, I'm a worker
I'm at your disposal
I'm honest and my love is only for her

I know I'm poor
But my heart is noble
And what's mine is hers
Today I want to see if she loves me
I'll tell her I live in the favela
But if she's lying, lying
I'll break up with her
But if she swears her love, her love
I'll marry her

I live in the hill, and she in the south zone
I'm black and the rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
The rich boys are jealous
Resentful that I'm poor
When I go to her neighborhood, there's a big fuss

I live in the hill, and she in the south zone
I'm black and the rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
She wants to leave the noble neighborhood
To marry a poor guy
She already has me, a black man, and wants to add one more

So since it's like that, she wants to be close to me
She can bring her stuff and pots
She'll pass by the salon, right next to the ditch
Two streets up is already my alley

She comes from the south zone, this is not common
The girls from the ziriguidum already want to pick on her
Everyone is gossiping
At the bar, one by one is lining up to gossip about her

She said she loves me
I may not have money
And wants to have a baby and live in the favela
What she saw in me, with my graffiti hair
She broke up with the rich boy from her neighborhood

I'll check with the neighbor, a very cheap rent
To fit my things and her stuff
Live quietly
Date slowly
And wake up only with a kiss and still sing to her

I live in the hill, and she in the south zone
I'm black and the rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
The rich boys are jealous
Resentful that I'm poor
When I go to her neighborhood, there's a big fuss

I live in the hill, and she in the south zone
I'm black and the rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
She wants to leave the noble neighborhood
To marry a poor guy
She already has me, a black man, and wants to add one more

I live in the hill, and she in the south zone
I'm black and the rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
The rich boys are jealous
Resentful that I'm poor
When I go to her neighborhood, there's a big fuss

I live in the hill, and she in the south zone
I'm black and the rich girl is blonde with blue eyes
She wants to leave the noble neighborhood
To marry a poor guy
She already has me, a black man, and wants to add one more