We are the perfect drink that lights the fuse
That explodes and that harangues, that erases the sorrows
That encourages and encourages
Immediately accessible with direct rhyme
The music sounds, The party begins
The echoes reverberate, the perfect blow
The force of reaching any place
We exist beyond everything
Lead soldier, of your joy
We are the forbidden fruit, the Creole overflow that heals the wounds
We are as we are, decadent as we are
We are as we are, decadent as we are
Like an earthquake, eye of a storm
That alters your mind, keeps you alert
The foam of some celebrations of others
The immediate laughter, the murga, the corner
The fetish, the dispossession, the melancholy
The hot blood that invades your mind
The strength to reach any place
We exist beyond everything
Soldier of lead, of your joy
We are the forbidden fruit, the Creole overflow
That heals the wounds
We are as we are, decadent as we are
We are as we are, decadent This is how we are
We are as we are, decadent as we are
We are as we are, decadent as we are
What would have been if you had not appeared
I would be on the canvas with nothing and without friends
This crazy dance took us and elevated us
In one leap we landed in remote places
You are my shield, my flag, my entire life
The feeling that always comes
The perfect drink that erases my sorrows
Lead soldier, of your joy
We are the forbidden fruit, the Creole overflow
That heals the wounds

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