Música Urbana 2

On the rooftops, TV antennas play urban music
In the streets, beggars with rotten bandages
They sing urban music
Motorcycles demanding attention until three in the morning
It's just urban music

Armed police and riot police spout urban music
And in schools, children learn to repeat urban music
In bars, addicts always tried to get their hands on urban music

The strong, dry, and dirty wind in concrete corners
It sounds like urban music
And the pack of dirty children in the middle of the street
Urban music
And at the bus stops, they're all there: Urban music

The uniforms
The posters
The cinemas
And the homes
In the favelas
Covers
Almost everywhere

And another child was born
There are no lies or truths here
Only Urban Music
Yeah, urban music
Oh, oh, urban music