Alagados [English translation]

Every day the morning sun

Comes to challenge them

Takes them from the dream to the world

Who didn't want them anymore

Stilts, warehouses, rags

Children of the same pain

And the city that has the open arms

In a postcard

Closed to real life

Which deny them opportunities

And shows the bad face of evil

Flood, Trenchtown, Maré slum

Hope doesn't come from the sea

Not even from TV antennas

The art of living in faith

But we don't know faith in what

The art of living in faith

But we don't know faith in what

Every day the morning sun

Comes to challenge them

Takes them from the dream to the world

Who didn't want them anymore

Stilts, warehouses, rags

Children of the same pain

And the city that has the open arms

In a postcard

Closed to real life

Which deny them opportunities

And shows the bad face of evil

Flood, Trenchtown, Maré slum

Hope doesn't come from the sea

Not even TV antennas

The art of living in faith

But we don't know faith in what

The art of living in faith

But we don't know faith in what

Flood, Trenchtown, Maré slum

Hope doesn't come from the sea

Not even TV antennas

The art of living in faith

But we don't know faith in what

The art of living in faith

But we don't know faith in what

The art of living in faith

But we don't know faith in what

The art of living in faith

But we don't know faith in what