Ouro Marrom

In my chest the same pain that drowns
Makes me remember all that I am
I’m more, I’m more
Same skin, the same color and dream
To vibrate, like a drum, guiding my heart

Let all the cries of resentment fade away
Our daughters will see more love than we did
And I hear that voice

Dreams beneath my feet
That my hands only touch gold
Prayer from my parents
And way back our treasure
That this brown skin
Rises in tone if needed
Far beyond this pain
Much more love, I know what I fight for

Dreams beneath my feet
That my hands only touch gold
Prayer from my parents
And way back our treasure
That this brown skin
Rises in tone if needed
Far beyond this pain
Much more love, I know

In my chest the same pain that drowns
Makes me remember all that I am
I’m more, I’m more
Same skin, the same color and dream
To vibrate, like a drum, guiding my heart

Let all the cries of resentment fade away
Our daughters will see more love than we did
And I hear that voice

Dreams beneath my feet
That our hands only touch gold
Prayer from my parents
And way back our treasure
That this brown skin
Rises in tone if needed
Far beyond this pain
Much more love, I know what I fight for

Dreams beneath my feet
That our hands only touch gold
Prayer from my parents
And way back our treasure
That this brown skin
Rises in tone if needed
Far beyond this pain
Much more love, I know