Eu Não Tenho Nada a Ver Com Isso

I have nothing to do with that
I wasn't even born in Niterói
My name is not João
And I don't have, no
Any vocation to be a hero
I come from three very sad races
And that's why living hurts so much

I lie in my hammock
Quench my thirst
So many naked women in Playboy!
But in a few more years
There will be a hundred million
A hundred million just like Pelé
And guitars
What a happy country!

Let Brazil go on
The statistics reveal:
In the year two thousand
Everyone will be young
In my Brazil

Did you notice how
I walk too subtly?