I was born in Ceara, Where many have to work. We woke up talking we woke up

I was born in Ceara, Where many have to work. We woke up talking we woke up screaming Oh, meu Deus, when will they listen to us? The screams of the backlands are not echoes, But rather the voice of a nation, And prejudice is an old cloak That covers the rich expression
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I was born in Ceara
,
Where many have to work
.
We woke up talking we woke up screaming Oh
,
meu Deus
,
when will they listen to us
?
The screams of the backlands are not echoes
,
But rather the voice of a nation
,
And prejudice is an old cloak That covers the rich expression
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