Mãe

Some are worried
And others anxious
Some disbelieving
And others hopeful

But your son wants to sing funk
See the favela smile
And if you stop to think
It's easy to reflect

That every mother from the favela
In the end is an MC
Living life and its problems only improvising
And after the beat stops, they continue the freestyle

This is the saga
Of those who have to feed their children
This story repeats
In various states

The warrior mother
And the father who left to buy cigarettes
The mother who gave up everything
Without regret

If today you shine, thank
Who gave birth to you
Lessons not found in books
I learned from her

Honesty, humility
Character is the master key
A lock that God opens
No one else will lock

But still, you have to know how to leave
You have to know how to arrive
Because

Nine months to get to know you
But you already knew me
Four years to start to understand you
But you already understood me, mother

Remember the first day of school
The first warning I got at school
If now I had to be born again
Every time I would choose you

Nine months to get to know you
But you already knew me
Four years to start to understand you
But you already understood me, mother

Remember the first day of school
The first suspension I got at school
If now I had to be born again
Every time I would choose you, mother

Oh mother
Pure and true love, mother
In the heart of the hoodlum is the mother

Oh mother
It's pure and true love
And forever it's the mother
In the heart of the hoodlum, mother

Pure and true love, mother
Oh mother
In the heart of the hoodlum