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The color of my drumming
It has the touch, it has the sound
Of my voice
Red, red
Red, red
Red...
The old communist joined forces
Red to the blush of my love
The brightness of my song has the tone
And the expression of my color
Red!...
The color of my drumming
It has the touch, it has the sound
Of my voice
Red, red
Red, red
Red...
The old communist joined forces
Red to the blush of my love
The brightness of my song has the tone
And the expression of my color
My heart!...
My heart is red
Hey! Hey! Hey!
The heart lives in red
He Ho! He Ho!
Everything is guaranteed
After the rose turns red
Everything is guaranteed
After the sun turns red...
The corral turns red
The ideology of folklore
Red!
Passion red
The fireworks
Victory red...(2x)
The color of my batuque
It has the ring, it has the sound
Of my voice
Red, red
Red, red
Red...
The old communist joined forces
To the red of blush of my love
The brightness of my song has the tone
And the expression of my color
Red!...
The color of my drumming
It has the ring, it has the sound
Of my voice
Red, red
Red, red
Red...
The old communist joined forces
To the red of blush of my love
The brightness of my song has the tone
And the expression of my color
(Red!)
My heart!...
My heart It's red
Hey! Hey! Hey!
The heart lives in red
He Ho! He Ho!
Everything is guaranteed
After the rose turns red
Everything is guaranteed
After the sun turns red...
The corral turns red
The ideology of folklore
Red!
Passion red
The fireworks
Victory red...(4x)