Brasileiríssima

We're always complaining all the time
About the lack of cash
The lack of jobs
The rising gas prices
The corrupt politician
The lack of poetry
And good education

We talk
Talk a mile a minute
About the bank line
The lack of peace
The cigarette that bursts the chest
And pollution
But during the World Cup
None of that matters

Because we're Brazilian
We love this country
And even with little money
We know how to be happy

With the drumming
And the lively crowd
In front of the TV
Hey hey hey hey hey

The world stops
And the beer is cold
It's the national team's game
It's a goal

With the drumming
And the lively crowd
With our hearts in our hands
Hey hey hey hey hey

The ladies
And the beer is cold
It's the national team's game
It's a goal