Inundados
Os Paralamas do Sucesso
Flooded
Every day
The light of dawn challenges them
After the dream
To the world nobody wanted
Slums, rags
Children of the same agony
And in the city
With open arms
Like a postcard
With closed fists
Real life
Denies them opportunities
Shows the harsh face of evil
Flooded, Trenchtown
Favela da Maré
Hope is not in the sea
Nor in the TV antennas
The art of living with faith
And not knowing in what
The art of living with faith
And not knowing in what
Every day
The light of dawn challenges them
After the dream
To the world nobody wanted
Slums, rags
Children of the same agony
And in the city
With open arms
Like a postcard
With closed fists
Real life
Denies them opportunities
Shows the harsh face of evil
Flooded, Trenchtown
Favela da Maré
Hope is not in the sea
Nor in the TV antennas
The art of living with faith
And not knowing in what
The art of living with faith
And not knowing in what
(X4)
Living with faith in what
Living with faith in what
