Alegria da Cidade

My ebony skin is...
My naked soul
Spreading the sunlight
Reflecting the moonlight (2x)

It has the plumage of the night
And the freedom of the street
My skin is language
And the reading is all yours

Did you not see
Did you not understand my touch
In the heart of America, I am jazz, I am rock

I am part of you, even if you deny me
In the beauty of afoxé, or in the sway of reggae

I am the sun of Jamaica
I am the color of Bahia
I am you and you didn't know

Freedom Curuzu, Harlem, Palmares, Soweto

Our sky is all blue and the world is a big ghetto

Despite so much no
So much pain that invades us, we are the joy of the city
Despite so much no
So much marginality, we are the joy of the city (2x)