Vermelho
Márcia Freire
Red
The color of my beat has the touch
And has the sound of my voice
Red, reddish
Reddish, reddish
Big red (big red)
The old communist allied
To the blush of my love's flush
The shine of my song has the tone
And the expression of my color
Red
The color of my beat has the touch
And has the sound of my voice
Red, reddish
Reddish, reddish
Big red (big red)
The old communist allied
To the blush of my love's flush
The shine of my song has the tone
And the expression of my color
My heart
My heart is red
Hey, hey, hey
The heart lives in red
Hey, ho, hey, ho
Everything is guaranteed after
The redness of the rose
Everything is guaranteed
After the sun turns red
The corral turned red
The ideology of folklore
Turned red
The passion turned red
The fireworks
Of victory turned red
The corral turned red
The ideology of folklore
Turned red
The passion turned red
The fireworks
Of victory turned red
