How do you think that we live in Brazil?

Hanging with the monkeys of beaches of Rio?

How do you think that we go to our schools?

Climbing our lions on dirt avenues?

Forests of silver and mountains of gold

Everything seems so unreal

The warm breeze that blows in the nights of Brazil

The light of the moon on a river reveals

Brazil

Where do you think that we live in Brazil?

On those fun little houses attached to the hills?

How do you think that we do to survive?

Well, rich robbing poor people

That's truly wild

Carnival, football

No clouds in the skies

Just found a lost paradise

The warm breeze that blows in the nights of Brazil

The light of the moon on a river reveals

Brazil