Moradores De Rua
DZK
Homeless People
People without life, Without color without joy
They live under marquees, Of very luxurious buildings
They hug a garbage bag, As if it were a pillow
And they are still victims, Victims of prejudice
Majestic cities, with all their grandeur
Hide the reality, of people with no chance
Of people with no chance 2X
SOLO
Of people with no chance to be happy
Living in the open, what can they learn
How can they live, without having anything to eat
Screams of agony, from desperate mothers
Echo with sadness, but don't reach anything
But don't reach anything 3x
