Olhos Coloridos (part. Sandra de Sá)

My colored eyes
Make me reflect
I am always in my own world
And I can't run away anymore

My curly hair
Everyone wants to imitate
They are going crazy
They also want to curl

You laugh at my clothes
You laugh at my hair
You laugh at my skin
You laugh at my smile

The truth is that you
(Every Brazilian has!)
Have Creole blood
Have tough hair
Light-skinned, light-skinned
Light-skinned, light-skinned
Light-skinned Creole
Light-skinned Creole
Light-skinned Creole

My colored eyes
Make me reflect
That I'm always in my own world
No! No!
I can't run away anymore
I can't anymore!
I can't anymore!
I can't anymore!
I can't anymore!

My curly hair
Everyone wants to imitate
They are going crazy
They also want to curl

You laugh! You laugh! You laugh!
You laugh! You laugh!
You laugh at my clothes
You laugh at my hair
You laugh at my skin
You laugh at my smile

But the truth is that you
(Every Brazilian has!)
Have Creole blood
Have tough hair
Light-skinned, light-skinned
Light-skinned, light-skinned
Light-skinned Creole

Light-skinned Creole
Light-skinned Creole