Sara Correia - Chelas Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Chelas

They say: Sara, be careful with what you say
Wash your face, don't show where you're from
Wear dresses and hide your roots
Pretend to be a lady, you pretend so well

They say: Sara, keep your nails shorter
Speak good Portuguese, stop cursing
Don't talk about poverty, about the dark night
He who has power wins, not he who has heart

But in my neighborhood I see
Buildings in all colors
That scream to the world
The poor will always be poor
In my neighborhood I see people
I know about their horrors
And who came from the streets, is always noble

I come from the neighborhood
From my window I count the starts
I come from the neighborhood
From my window I count the starts
I'm not from any other place
I'm from Chelas
I'm not from any other place
I'm from Chelas

They say: Sara, your make up is too much
They say: Sara, pretend to be who you're not
But I already know all about that and I'm tired
I have the fado in my voice and wear sneakers on my feet

They say: Sara, smile, be modest
Greet the gentlemen, please do that for me
But the fado I sing, life sings to me
It's the voice of who is born from pain

But in my neighborhood I see
Buildings in all colors
That scream to the world
The poor will always be poor
In my neighborhood I see people
I know about their horrors
And who came from the streets, is always noble

I come from the neighborhood
From my window I count the starts
I come from the neighborhood
From my window I count the starts
I'm not from any other place
I'm from Chelas
I'm not from any other place
I'm from Chelas

I count the stars
I count, I count the stars
I count the stars
I count, I count the stars
I count the stars
I count, I count the stars
I count the stars
I count

I come from the neighborhood
From my window I count the starts
I come from the neighborhood
From my window I count the starts
I'm not from any other place
I'm from Chelas
I'm not from any other place
I'm from Chelas

I come from the neighborhood
From my window I count the starts
I come from the neighborhood
From my window I count the starts
I'm not from any other place
I'm from Chelas
I'm not from any other place
I'm from Chelas

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The seal of silence upon my lips

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The seal of silence upon my lips
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