Mais Do Mesmo [English translation]

Hey, white boy what you are doing here?

Walking up the hill to try to have fun

But I already told you that don't have it

And you still want more

Why don't you stop bothering me?

Of these twenty years none was made for me

And now you want that I stay like this, like you

Oh really, how I grow up if nothing grows here?

Who will take care of the sicks?

And when there is a massacre of teenagers

How do you feel?

Instead of light there is shooting at the end of the tunnel

Always more from the same

Wasn't this that you wanted to hear?

It's very kind of you part to explain to me with so much determination

Exactly what I feel, how I thought, and how I am

I really don't knew that I thought like this

And now you want a portrait of the country

But they burned out the film

Meanwhile, in the infirmary

All the sicks are singing popular success

(and all the Indians were dead)