Pra não dizer que não falei das flores [English translation]

Lá iá lá iá...

Walking and singing

And following the song

We are all equals

Joined hands or not

At the schools, the streets

Fields, constructions

Walking and singing

And following the song

Come, let's go away

Because waiting isn't knowing

Those who know make the time

They don't wait for it to happen...

Through the fields there is hunger

In big plantations

Through the streets marching

Undecided rows

Still make the flower

Their strongest chorus

And believe in the flowers

Overcoming the cannon...

Come, let's go away

Because waiting isn't knowing

Those who know make the time

They don't wait for it to happen...

There are armed soldiers

Loved or not

Almost all lost

With guns in their hands

At the barracks they teach them

An old lesson

Of dying for the homeland

And living without reason...

Come, let's go away

Because waiting isn't knowing

Those who know make the time

They don't wait for it to happen...

At the schools, the streets

Fields, constructions

We are all soldiers

Armed or not

Walking and singing

And following the song

We are all equals

Joined hands or not

The loves in our minds

The flowers on the ground

The certainty ahead

The history in our hands

Walking and singing

And following the song

Leaning and teaching

A new lesson...

• Artist:Geraldo Vandré