Há uma paz que ecoa
Onde o verde ainda existe
Onde o homem
Ainda não tocou
E onde chegamos, trazemos a dor
E por onde passamos, deixamos a morte
As espécies que insistimos em nominar
De não racionais
Seguem semeando
Construindo um grande lar, construindo o nosso ar
E onde chegamos, trazemos a dor
E por onde passamos, deixamos a morte
As bocas que clamam por liberdade
São as mesmas que dilaceram a vida
E há os que lavam suas próprias mãos
Insistindo em não ve-las sujas de sangue
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There is a peace that echoes
Where the green still exists
where the man
haven't touched yet
And where we come, we bring the pain
And wherever we go, we leave death
The species we insist on naming
from non-rational
keep sowing
Building a big home, building our air
And where we come, we bring the pain
And wherever we go, we leave death
The mouths that cry out for freedom
They are the same ones that tear life apart
And there are those who wash their own hands
Insisting not to see them covered in blood
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