Translation of Chá de Vida from other language to English
Ahm-ahm, it's Marks again
(It's DJ Perera, original)
It's that the fear of poverty has been haunting me for a long time
I'm afraid of not having more time to win
Enough to lie on a soft bed
Hot shower, nap in the TV room
It's that the system is corrupt, it reverses the sides
How much does it benefit to keep the poor, poorer, isolated?
Living serving the bourgeoisie, the slave of the State
That brainwashes the mind of another slum dweller
Who dreams a lot, but knows deep down
The end is sad, as brother Hari used to say
No easy life, you have to work double
Seek hope to feel motivated
Who dreams a lot, but knows deep down
The end is sad, as brother Hari used to say
No easy life, you have to work double
Seek hope to feel motivated
The best thing is to fly above the clouds
And see how small the human being is
Who runs in circles all his life
To end up dying from his own poison
While money is worth more than ten thousand bodies
And freedom? They censored my talent
Your value sums up how much you have in your pocket
Who will cry or smile in the new times
Maybe one day I'll move from here
Even if I have to take a life tea
Learning to overcome myself
Maybe one day I'll move from here
Even if I have to take a life tea
Learning to overcome myself
A life tea (learning to overcome myself)
A life tea
A life tea (oh, oh)
Yeah
Without formality, exact formulas
I prefer to count on the works of chance
Taking into account the purity of the soul
For whatever comes, I'm ready
Rhyming, sometimes, a little out of tune
Personality so I don't go along
Whenever life shows the thorny path
The gardener shows the flowers of a mined field
Of atomic bombs, armed forces
To the drums in the alley, full of bullets
Violence generates it, redoubled
I only see blood in my neighborhoods
It's not in the slum that drugs are made
It's not in the slum that weapons are produced
But it's in the slum that innocent blood gushes
And the life of the poor flows as if it were nothing
It's not in the slum that drugs are made
It's not in the slum that weapons are produced
But it's in the slum that innocent blood gushes
And the life of the poor flows
Maybe one day I'll move from here
Even if I have to take a life tea
Learning to overcome myself
Maybe one day I'll move from here
Even if I have to take a life tea
Learning to overcome myself
Learning to overcome myself
It's Marks and Haridade, so go
Maybe one day I'll move from here
Even if I have to take a life tea
Learning to overcome myself
Learning to overcome myself
(It's DJ Pereira, original)