1965 (Duas Tribos)

I'll go by, I want to see
Come back here, come you
How it was?
Didn't even feel it
If it was fake or February
We have peace, we have time
The time has come, and now it's here

They cut off my arms
They cut off my hands
They cut off my legs
On a summer day
On a summer day
On a summer day

It could be my father
Could be my brother
Don't forget, we are lucky
And now it's here

When they want to transform
Dignity in illness
When they want to transform
Intelligence in betrayal
When they want to transform
Stupidity as a reward
When they want to transform
Hope in curse

It's good versus evil
And which side are you on?
I'm on the side of good
And which side are you on?
I'm on the side of good
With the light and with the angels

They killed a boy
Had a real gun
I had no weapon
Had a toy gun
I have a slot car
I have Hanna-Barbera
I have pear, grape and apple
I have Guanabara
And Revell models

Brazil is the country of the future
Brazil is the country of the future
Brazil is the country of the future
Brazil is the country
In any and every situation
I want everything up
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