Sangue Latino [English translation]

I swore some lies and I keep walking alone

I take over all my sins

Northern winds cannot move the mills

And all that remains to me is only a moan

My life, my deads, my crooked paths,

My Latin blood,

My jailed soul

I broke agreements, I betrayed all the rites

I broke my spear, I threw in the space

A bawl, a thing off my chest

Only what matters is not being defeated

My life, my deads, my crooked paths,

My Latin blood,

My jailed soul

• Artist:Ney Matogrosso