Novo Hino do Brasil
O Não Famoso
New Anthem of Brazil
They heard from Ipiranga the acidic shores
Of a heroic people the irritating cry
And the vulgarity of the stupid
Polluted the mind of the ignorant
What terror! What a mess! They managed to destroy our art!
In your bosom, Susana Vieira
We saw our secondhand shame reflected
Beloved homeland, the whores are in charge!
Brazil of soccer, butts, beer
Of bad music that the media invests in!
Brazil of la la la, butts, beer
Of carnival where the butt prevails
Giant is the woman melon!
There's Miss Butt, but no poetry
Culture is turning into debauchery!
This way you kill me!
From the debts of this pocket
You're a gentle mother
Starving, Brazil!
Brazil, illiterate, poor, and rigid
In the corruption that always prevails
Politicians always speaking nicely
When elections come, it all seems!
Corrupt by nature
You're rich, you're vulgar, fearless colossus
Our future is poverty
Terrible hunger!
Meager salary, never enough for anything
It's the new motto of this gentle mother!
What a shame, Brazil!
Politician doesn't know what reading is
But knows how to see nonsense where it shouldn't be
The people asked for steak
No one remembers hunger, it seems
Gossiped, with great desire
Spent a fortune on a sports car
Bought a gun, what a mess!
Meanwhile, many people die
Bought people, illiterate, save yourselves, save yourselves!
Lying eternally in money
To the sound of funk and the light of the deep
You shine, oh Brazil, crippled people!
Illuminated by the sun of the filthy bank
But if you raise the strong club of justice
And your government straightens the fight
For your rights until our death
Beloved money!
13th salary, beloved retirement!
Working like a condemned, you see?
This is Brazil!
