Lyrics:
na noite
Homens e mulheres na noite desse meu país
Nessa praça não me esqueço
E onde era o novo fez-se o velho
Colonial vazio
Nessas tardes não
Abismal
O passado volta a tona com o sintoma e rizoma
Sem sair do nosso coma colonial
Cartão postal, abismal
Mas é maré que segue, bota no pé bora partir
tiempo no dará la razón injustamente
A aquellos que venían por el mar
Dependencia es lo que nos da
Seguir sintiendo un miedo colonial
Ya no queda más
Que
including Europe
Tribal wars have been fought in Africa dating from pre colonial, colonial and post colonial eras; still we are fighting which destabilises
colonial
Un baile, una mujer
Cuarto número tres
Uno sera por ti
Uno sera por mi
El otro quedará por la felicidad
Caminaré de regreso
Escribiré mi libro en
yi amo lé gbo
Amé kpoé yi na amebou gbo
Né nou dé mou lé assi wo ooo
Noviwo la tém soè na wo ooo
Neo Colonial exploit the continent
They draw
violence vis-à-vis de l'avenir, car le régime colonial se donne comme devant être éternel
On voit donc que le peuple colonisé, pris dans le réseau d'une
where our home is
Public gardens and swan boat rides
Walk in the steps of colonial footprints
Through all different problems we all have our Commons
na noite
Homens e mulheres na noite desse meu país
Nessa praça não me esqueço
E onde era o novo fez-se o velho
Colonial vazio
Nessas tardes não
città attualità
Velocità
India un sorriso ha
Fra i tuoi capelli di dea
Una selvaggia azalea
E il mondo colonial si crede intellettual
Come un teatro in
excelência condecorado na guerra colonial. a guerra colonial que tanto mal lhe fez, deixou-lhe traumas…
quando voltou da guerra colonial (onde esteve na
igual
Caminar por siempre la zona colonial
Pasear una tarde por el Malecón
Nada como tu magia, eres tú mi gran amor
Ay, Santo Domingo, como tú nada
these things are so frustrating
Black blood we’re still living off
Many a foundation is a stolen one
Co co colonial love
Where does all our wealth come
sind nur Baller (whoa)
Wir machen Million, Ballers (Million)
Nix unter Million Dollars (skrrt)
Alles riecht hier nach Colonial (alles)
Vorn weg wie
mine
No colonial mind - no mankind
Don't want to be led by the blind
Tell dem fi go seek and find
We will rise and shine before
We run outta time
We
bonito, qué siento, ay
(En tu suelo haber nacido)
Eres costumbre y progreso
Una joya colonial
Hermoso es mi Zacatecas
Nadie lo puede negar
Con
a a maharajah
A type of ruling prince in
Pre-Colonial and Colonial India
(4) Montovani: Annunzio Paolo Mantovani
1905-1980 an Anglo-Italian conductor
Composer
It was Brewton, Alabama at The Colonial Inn,
hot day old orange juice and vodka on a night stand,
there's a Chevy Nova with the seat burned out
Modern Romans, false gods
Colonial maneuvers, the writings on the wall
Maybe a solution working on a clue
Now we know for certain, now we know for
I am a wild colonial boy
My name you'll never see
My land is ruled by Anglophiles
And forces foreign to me
I do not curse your referees
In
Qui fleurit au Portugal
C'est peut-être la fin d'un empire colonial
Et cette fleur nouvelle
Qui fleurit au Portugal
C'est peut-être la fin d'un empire
on you?
Make the big time status, a pen will let him through
Mother Mary would you ever really feel the same?
Could you try to understand a wild colonial
laundry
When colonial powers were in charge
We send all the mufti to the riverbank
Pound it on a rock until it all come white
Then run it through
I don't wanna hear your dumb shit
Hop in this bitch, I'm feeling quite jovial
I'll date your mom, step-dad, new colonial
Have a kid they gone come out
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