Hora de lutar
Autores: Peter e Maxuel
Eu sinto em minha pele
A dor do meu passado
Era do negro forte
No tempo que era escravo
Escutei histórias antigas
De que nego tinha mandinga
Que fugia do feitor
Usando a sabedoria
Mais aqueles que ficavam
Senhor neles descontava
Dizendo nego trabalha
E ainda por cima o torturava
Negro criou a capoeira
Cansado de lamentar
Pedia força pro santo
Que era hora de lutar
Que era hora de lutar
Que era hora de lutar
Authors: Peter and Maxuel
I feel it in my skin.
The pain of my past
Era of the strong black man
Back when I was a slave
I heard old stories
What kind of magic did black man have?
Who was fleeing from the overseer.
Using wisdom
But those who stayed
The Lord was discounting them.
Saying black man works
And on top of that, he tortured him.
Black people created capoeira.
Tired of complaining
I asked the saint for strength.
It was time to fight.
It was time to fight.
It was time to fight.
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