Identidade

The elevator is almost a temple
An example to drain your sleep
Step away from this commitment
Don't take the service elevator
If the social one is claimed, don’t go

Those who give up their turn don’t seek victory
We are the legacy of memory
We bear the color of the night
Children of every scourge
A real fact of our history

If to you being black with a white soul
Is the example of dignity
This doesn’t help us, it only makes us suffer
And doesn’t reclaim our identity

If to you being black with a white soul
Is the example of dignity
This doesn’t help us, it only makes us suffer
And doesn’t reclaim our identity

The elevator is almost a temple
An example to drain your sleep
Step away from this commitment
Don't take the service elevator
If the social one is claimed, don’t go

Those who give up their turn don’t seek victory
We are the legacy of memory
We bear the color of the night
Children of every scourge
A real fact of our history

If to you being black with a white soul
Is the example of dignity
This doesn’t help us, it only makes us suffer
And doesn’t reclaim our identity

If to you being black with a white soul
Is the example of dignity
This doesn’t help us, it only makes us suffer
And doesn’t reclaim our identity

The elevator is almost a temple
An example to drain your sleep
Step away from this commitment
Don't take the service elevator
If the social one is claimed, don’t go

Those who give up their turn don’t seek victory
We are the legacy of memory
We bear the color of the night
Children of every scourge
A real fact of our history