Mãe Querida
Matias Damasio
Dear Mother
Early in the morning
Beloved mom gets up
Makes the long journey from home to the city
Early in the morning
Beloved mom gets up
Makes the long journey from home to the city, yeah yeah
She talks to herself on the way
Complaining about problems with the neighbors
There goes dear mom
In search of bread for her children
She seeks respect
So she won't be called a thief
Washes the neighbor's clothes
Follows her own path
At bedtime, mama
On her knees she cries, mama
Oh my God
Oh my God
Yeah yeah yeah
That's messed up, man
They ignore her for being a washerwoman
For her children, that's not a flag
In her tin shack
With swollen feet, she returns
They ignore her for being a washerwoman
For her children, that's not a flag
In her tin shack
With swollen feet, she returns, yeah yeah
It's a huge struggle
To pay for school for her children
She sacrifices, goes hungry, mama
Because she wants to see her children become doctors
At bedtime, mama
On her knees she cries, mama
Oh my God
Oh my God, yeah yeah yeah
That's messed up, man
At bedtime, mama
On her knees she cries, mama
Oh my God
Oh my God, yeah yeah yeah
That's messed up, man
