Favela

A new murder on the TV
Families in despair shown on the news
Little by little, joy is fading in the
Slum.
Innocence lost to a gunshot
The same old story keeps repeating
Again
Whoever hasn’t lived this kind of life
Would say it’s lost
But it’s not like that, it’s not always like that
Look, the same sun sets for you and for
Me
Have faith in God, we can still change
You just have to believe.

In the slum, you can’t stay sad
We’re people with a special gift
That society won’t accept
I need you to believe
That we can progress…

Dawn breaks, look at the body on the ground
Lying beaten at the school door without explanation
A bullet straight to the heart
All this noise, the mother appears
Asking
And her son is bleeding out.
Stray bullet, a lasting wound
And this story is getting repetitive
But one thing I know, and you need to know
Is that no one is bringing that guy back to life.

In the slum, you can’t stay sad,
We’re people with a special gift…
That society won’t accept
I need you to believe
That we can progress
Chorus
In the slum, you can’t stay sad…
No woman, no cry… (x4)