Ouro Marrom
Jota.pê
Brown Gold
In my chest the same drowning pain
Reminds me of all that I am
I am more, I am more
Same skin, the same color and dream
Life, like a drum, guides my chest
May all tears of resentment fade away
Our daughters will see more love than us
And I hear this voice
Dreams beneath my feet
May my hands only touch gold
Prayer of my parents
And much further back our treasure
May this brown skin
Raise the tone if necessary
Far beyond this pain
Much more love, I know what I fight for
In my chest the same drowning pain
Reminds me of all that I am
I am more, I am more
Same skin, the same color and dream
Life, like a drum, guides my chest
May all tears of resentment fade away
Our daughters will see more love than us
And I hear this voice
Dreams beneath my feet
May our hands only touch gold
Prayer of my parents
And much further back our treasure
May this brown skin
Raise the tone if necessary
Far beyond this pain
Much more love, I know what I fight for
