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Under the sun of freedom
Freedom in which we dance
Under the sun of freedom
I'm still a child
In the pledge of this equality
Our people who splurge
In your resounding samba
Brave Brazilian people
Good people who respect themselves
Our land has palm trees
Where samba reggae reigns
Samba reggae king
Samba reggae
Hail save my country
Hail save my mother
And our beloved batu, batu, batucada
Idolized batu, batu, batucada
We are loose notes notes
Composing the melody
Coming from the squares from the masses
Coming from where it was not heard
From the mangue beat of Recife that resists
From rap that repeats violence
From Parintins that the Indian exists
Pops like sin
Pops like sin
Now look at the sky
See how it It's beautiful
It's beautiful...
For the sky, for the sky
For the sky, for the sky
Under the sun of freedom
Freedom where you can dance
Under the sun of freedom
I'm still a child
The people pray for God to help
The people sing their hymns
The people will learn to speak
And flowers in your soil will open
With our young age
With our joy
Under the Sun of Freedom
At this moment, on this day
On this day
Under the sun of freedom
Shining in the sky of the country
On this day, on this day