A Cidade
Nação Zumbi
The City
The sun rises and illuminates the evolved stones
That grew with the strength of suicidal masons
Knights circulate watching over the people
It doesn't matter if they are bad, it doesn't matter if they are good
And the city presents itself as the center of ambitions
For beggars or rich and other schemes
Buses, cars, motorcycles, and subways
Workers, bosses, police, street vendors
The city never stops, the city only grows
The top goes up and the bottom goes down
The city never stops, the city only grows
The top goes up and the bottom goes down
The city is found prostituted
By those who used it in search of a way out
Illusionary to people from other places
The city and its fame go beyond the seas
In the midst of international cunning
The city isn't doing so bad
And the situation always more or less
Always some with more and others with less
The city never stops, the city only grows
The top goes up and the bottom goes down
The city never stops, the city only grows
The top goes up and the bottom goes down
I'm going to make a mix, a samba, a maracatu
All well poisoned, good for me and good for you
For us to get out of the mud and face the vultures
I'm going to make a mix, a samba, a maracatu
All well poisoned, good for me and good for you
For us to get out of the mud and face the vultures
On a sunny day, Recife woke up
With the same stench as the day before
The city never stops, the city only grows
The top goes up and the bottom goes down
The city never stops, the city only grows
The top goes up and the bottom goes down
