Cortina Vermelha

You see the colored light
Red curtain of that window
There’s the corner of the woman of the night
Where many come to buy love

Those who arrive are welcomed well
They had a motto they kept alive
No prejudice of race or color
They sell love to survive

Red curtain, decorated hall
A place that stays busy till dawn
There, women sing, there, women drink
Sometimes they get hit and cry in silence

Sometimes someone inhuman shows up
Who doesn’t know the pain they bear
After using her like an object
They hurt her, hitting her beautiful face

Fallen in the room, she touches up her makeup
Trying to forget what just went down
Maybe another man will show her affection
And kiss the cheek that another one hit

Red curtain, decorated hall
A place that stays busy till dawn
There, women sing, there, women drink
Sometimes they get hit and cry in silence