Rap Da Felicidade
Rap Brasil
Rap of Happiness
I just want to be happy,
Walk peacefully in the hood where I was born, yeah.
And be able to take pride,
And know that the poor have their place.
Faith in God, DJ
I just want to be happy,
Walk peacefully in the hood where I was born, yeah.
And be able to take pride,
And know that the poor have their place.
But I just want to be happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, where I
was born, huh.
And be able to take pride and know that the poor have their
place.
My dear authority, I don’t know what to do,
With so much violence I’m scared to live.
'Cause I live in the hood and I’m really disrespected,
Sadness and joy walk side by side here.
I say a prayer to a protective saint,
But I’m interrupted by gunfire.
While the rich live in big, beautiful houses,
The poor are humiliated, treated like trash in the hood.
I can’t take this wave of violence anymore,
I just ask the authorities for a bit more competence.
I just want to be happy,
Walk peacefully in the hood where I was born, huh.
And be able to take pride,
And know that the poor have their place.
But I just want to be happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, where I
was born, yeah.
And be able to take pride and know that the poor have their
place.
Fun these days, we can’t even think about it.
'Cause even at the parties, they come to humiliate us.
Stay in the square where everything was so normal,
Now violence has become the trend in the area.
Innocent people, who have nothing to do with it,
Are losing their right to live today.
I’ve never seen a postcard that highlights a favela,
I only see beautiful and lovely landscapes.
Whoever goes abroad from the favela feels homesick,
The foreigner comes here and doesn’t know the reality.
Goes to the south zone, to try coconut water,
And the poor in the hood, keeps struggling.
They changed the presidency, a new hope,
I suffered in the storm, now I want peace.
The people have the power, they just need to discover,
If they don’t do anything there, we’ll do everything from here.
I just want to be happy,
Walk peacefully in the hood where I was born, yeah.
And be able to take pride,
And know that the poor have their place, I.
I just want to be happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, where I
was born, huh.
And be able to take pride, yeah,
The poor have their place.
Fun these days, no way.
'Cause even at the parties, they come to humiliate us.
Stay in the square where everything was so normal,
Now violence has become the trend in the area.
Innocent people, who have nothing to do with it,
Are losing their right to live today.
I’ve never seen a postcard that highlights a favela,
I only see beautiful and lovely landscapes.
Whoever goes abroad from the favela feels homesick,
The foreigner comes here and doesn’t know the reality.
Goes to the south zone, to try coconut water,
And the poor in the hood, keeps struggling.
They changed the presidency, a new hope,
I suffered in the storm, now I want peace.
The people have the power, they just need to discover,
If they don’t do anything there, we’ll do everything from here.
I just want to be happy,
Walk peacefully in the hood where I was born, yeah.
And be able to take pride,
And know that the poor have their place, yeah.
I just want to be happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, where I
was born, huh.
And be able to take pride and know that the poor have their
place.
And be able to take pride and know that the poor have their
place.