Aguenta Caladinha (feat. Jade Baraldo e Mac Júlia)

A little girl holds on quietly
She does it so she won't be alone
She didn't wear short skirts, shots, funk, or candy
What's the excuse? Look what they did to the girl

Girls, women, ladies
None are safe in the living room
Watching the news
There's femicide on TV, on the air
Mari Ferrer, Maria da Penha weren't enough
A woman always lives it firsthand

2022, Brazil
Who killed Marielle?
Being a woman is not in anyone's plans
It's scary even to work, to take the train
In this conversation, Your Excellency, no one falls for it anymore
A child is not a mother, a rapist is not a father (ah-ah)

Hey, what about the laws? What are they serving for?
So much panic, so many insane people demanding lucidity
They will try to silence you, eliminate you
Prevent you from having your place, they will blame you
They want us to submit
But I resist, I don't bow my head

I created my defense
And since I was little, I know the burden is heavier if the skin is black
And if it's my destiny to be a mother of a boy
I teach him, show him, encourage him
Not to do to other women what they did to me

A little girl holds on quietly
She does it so she won't be alone
She didn't wear short skirts, shots, funk, or candy
What's the excuse? Look what they did to the girl

They speak ill of women, but the mother is a queen
If I report this shit, at most, a measure is taken
It's demanded from the cousins, the father aborts every day
Abandons, disappears, whoever gave birth to Mateus should rock him
Traditional Brazilian family, all single mothers
If you stop breastfeeding, we'll bring the wood
I won't take a beating quietly, if necessary, I defend myself
If defending myself is a crime
Damn, disgusting State!

The rain has passed, oh my
And Mrs. Spider keeps climbing
She's stubborn, oh my
She falls, but climbs, climbs, never content
Many thorns among the flowers
They handed me false loves
Expensive speeches, shallow ideas

Laying down rules, saying nothing
Anyone can put on a show
And love? Never feels
Behind this screen of images
Who, who are you really, huh?

(They want to see me in a bad light on social media)
The cancer of society is lack of humanity
Too much assumption, too little empathy
What good is your wisdom?

A little girl holds on quietly
She does it so she won't be alone
She didn't wear short skirts, shots, funk, or candy
What's the excuse? Look what they did to the
A little girl holds on quietly
She does it so she won't be alone
She didn't wear short skirts, shots, funk, or candy
What's the excuse? Look what they did to the girl

A little girl holds on quietly