Maria

New logic outside
If the beat is our magic
I choose judgment
From joy, from heaven to the precipice
My song is serious
A true rally
If swing is my vice
I beat the drum, from the beginning
Our sound has no color
Our sound has no fight
I see the favelas all united
Our sound has no color
Our sound has no fight
And in my dream I see the favelas united
I see the favelas all united
Our sound is not noise
Our shout is a warning
Forgotten in the rubble
Of the reveler without judgment
The energy doesn't come from the plug
I'm cool, no idea
I'm cool, no evidence
I'm cool, no idea
I'm cool, it's serious
I'm on top, I'm below
Worker is serious, is serious
But if one day the party ends
I will always praise the harmony
My heart is pulsation, and my guide
Never forgotten, my hand of Maria