Um, dois, tres, quatro…

Umbabarauma homen gol
Umbabarauma homen gol

Joga bola joga bola jogador
Joga bola quero jogar bola jogador
Pula, pula, cai, levanta, sobe e desce
Corre, chuta, abre espaco, vibra e agradece
Olha que a cidade toda ficou vazia
Nessa tarde bonita pra te ver jogar

Joga bola jogador
Joga bola corocondo
Favela Pelada Favela Pelada
Futebol Futebol Futebol Futebol…

*Eis ai a historia de Umbabarauma
Um ponta de lanca Africano
Um ponta de lanca decidido
Umbabarauma*

Umbabarauma goal man
Umbabarauma goal man

Play ball play ball ball player
Play ball I want to play ball ball player
Jump, jump, fall, get up, go up and get down
Run, kick, find a hole, thrill and give thanks
See how the whole city empties out
On this beautiful afternoon to watch you play

Play ball ball player
Play ball corocondo

Slum Street Soccer Slum Street Soccer

Soccer Soccer Soccer Soccer…
*This is the story of Umbabarauma
An African point man
A point man whose mind is made up
Umbabarauma*

Speak up – you know what is up
Code of silence?! Who set you up?!
Some shit so wrong in this world
It’s all fucked up now you’re gone
Speak up – you know what went on
How could you let it go?
It’s murder you covered up
Stained blood on your soul

Down on my knees
Hands stretched to heaven above
Christ this pain is hard to live with
Don’t fill my heart with love
Engulf my heart with vengeance
You need to see our pain
Don’t fill this heart with love
The truth needs to be told

You can’t mask
Pain
My pain
Our Pain
You can’t mask
Pain
My pain
Our pain

“Fuck you…
Friday I was freaking out”
(sample: Dana’s voice)