Composer: Marinalva
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Talvez, o meu rosário falte algumas contas
E minha prece muito mal rezada
Mas tudo aquilo que peço a minha santa
Recebo em dobro a prece desejada
Você já viu um coração sorrir?
Abra o meu peito e verá o meu
A esperança está no que se pede
Felicidade no que receber
Pedi infância bem melhor que a minha
Pros meus irmãos que nascem lá no norte
Compreensão para os revoltados
E a leitura não me fez mais forte
E hoje eu vejo norte se rasgando
Suas entranhas jorrando fartura
Meus irmãozinhos comigo cantando
Viva o Nordeste, e Deus lá nas alturas
Translation
Perhaps, my rosary is missing some beads
And my prayer is very poorly prayed
But everything I ask of my saint
I receive double the desired prayer
Have you ever seen a heart smile?
Open my chest and you will see mine
Hope lies in what is asked
Happiness in what is received
I asked for a childhood much better than mine
For my brothers who are born up north
Understanding for the rebels
And reading didn't make me stronger
And today I see the north tearing itself apart
Its entrails gushing with abundance
My little brothers singing with me
Long live the Northeast, and God up in the heavens
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