Casadaliga-Nascimiento-Tierra
We are arriving
From the rich stoves,
We are arriving
From the poor brothels,
From the meat sold we are,
We came to love.
We are arriving
From the old slave quarters,
We are arriving
From the new favelas,
From the banks of the world we are,
We came dance.
We are arriving
From the trains of the suburbs,
We are arriving
In the crazy icicles,
With life between our teeth we arrived,
We came sing.
We are arriving from the big studios,
We are arriving
From the samba school,
Samba revolt we arrived,
We came to swing.
A from —
We are arriving
From the belly of Minas,
We are arriving
From the sad mocambos,
From the silent screams we are,
We came to collect.
We are arriving
From the cross of the mills,
We are bleeding
The cross of Baptism,
Marked with iron we went,
We came to scream.
br/>We are arriving
From the top of the hills,
We are arriving
From the law of Baixada,
From the nameless pits we arrived
We came to cry.
We are Arriving
From the ground of Quilombos,
We are arriving
From the sound of drums,
From Novos Palmares we are,
We came to fight.

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