There's a poor – Black child
Crying - Walking on the streets
Looking for water and bread
But he only finds scorn
We all see it
But we do nothing
There's a red faced Indian
But he isn't painted in red
It's just blood of a wild heart
Life traded by gold and trees
We all see it
But we do nothing - Aluquisarrera
On my TV - I just see the same old news and faces
In Rio - Another tragedy in the Favela
More people died
We all see it
But we do nothing
The congress wants new laws
The President wants more money
But when it is election time
They turn into nice guys
We all see it
But we do nothing
Where do you think
The rain forest trees are?
Where do you think our stolen gold went to?
Do you think this poverty is our fault?
You all say
The same thing
But you damage
Our land
Will you help?
Forget your money
And do
What you can
Children made in Brazil
Sent to Europe
As cheap merchandise
The dirty dealers pull the children's gut and sell it
In the black market
The people know everything
But on Sunday there's Soccer
And if you have nothing to eat
And nowhere to live
No problem, man
We have Carnival
Where do you think
The rain forest trees are?
Where do you think our stolen gold went to?
Do you think this poverty is our fault?
You all say
The same thing
But you damage
Our land
