Viola Enluarada
Marcos Valle
Moonlit Viola
The hand that plays a guitar
If necessary, goes to war
Kills the world, wounds the earth
The voice that sings a song
If necessary, sings an anthem
Praises death
Viola in a moonlit night
In the backcountry is like a sword
Hope for revenge
The same foot that dances a samba
If necessary, goes to fight
Capoeira
Who has a companion at night
Knows that peace is temporary
To defend her, rises up
And shouts: I'm going!
Hand, guitar, song, and sword
And moonlit viola
Through the countryside and city
Flag bearer, capoeira
Parading they go singing
Freedom. Freedom
Who has a companion at night
Knows that peace is temporary
To defend her, rises up
And shouts: I'm going!
Flag bearer, capoeira
Parading they go singing
Freedom
Freedom, freedom, freedom
