Branca
Marcos Almeida
White
White, I woke you up
Never slept again, not even wanting to
I want to look at you
White, the skin so white
Doesn't hide the purity of the soul
Clearly, only shows that leaping strength
That inspires us to walk
White, here's your way
Way of walking
Running, creating, fighting
This timeless war to be won
Wait a little, white!
Don't wait for me, white
Wait for me a little!
Don't wait, white
White, I woke you up
Never slept again, not even wanting to
I want to look at you
White, the skin so white
Doesn't hide the purity of the soul
Clearly, only shows that leaping strength
That inspires us to walk
White is our flag
Flag of peace
And black is your hair
That insists on holding
Let your hair down, white!
Don't let your hair down
Let your hair down, white!
