Текст песни Brazil

How do you think that we live in Brazil? Hanging with the monkeys of beaches of Rio? How do you think that we go to our schools? Climbing our lions on dirt avenues? Forests of silver and mountains of gold Everything seems so unreal The warm breeze that blows in the nights of Brazil The light of the Moon on a river reveals Brazil Where do you think that we live in Brazil? On those fun little houses attached to the hills? How do you think that we do to survive? Well, rich robbing poor people That's truly wild Carnival, football No clouds in the skies Just found a lost paradise The warm breeze that blows in the nights of Brazil The light of the Moon on a river reveals Brazil How do you think that we live in Brazil? Hanging with the monkeys of beaches of Rio? How do you think that we go to our schools? Climbing our lions on dirt avenues? Forests of silver and mountains of gold Everything seems so unreal The warm breeze that blows in the nights of Brazil The light of the Moon on a river reveals Brazil