México - Fabio Brazza

Permitame hablar por um momento

«Sou brasileiro» entonces primero perdoname por mi acento

He convivido un poco

Com mexicanos, hermanos lejanos pero tan cerca de nosostros

De la historia, hijos gemelos

José da Silva Xavier tiene um poco de Jose Maria Morelos

Sufrimos los mismos danos de años

Y somos todos fanáticos de Roberto Gomes Bolanos

Compartimos la misma herencia cultural

De la mezcla de poblacion y la opression colonial

Las barbáries de portugueses y espanholes

La pasion por los chistes, arroz y frijoles

Por los goles que tanto nos contenta

Y por el inolvidable apoyo em la Copa Mundial de 70

Por las playas que nos calienta de hermosa belleza

Las bendiciones de su pueblo y su naturaleza

Los gringos quieren nuestra riqueza

No nos quieren en tu casa pero quierem que limpemos a tu mesa

Le quitaram de mexico tus tierras

De California hasta Texas

Y ahora ya no quiere que tu venga?

Mexico es grande hermano no hay muro que te detenga

Dale, dale, vamo, vamo caminar

No hay caminho se hace caminho al andar

Dale, Dale, vamo, vamo caminar

No hay que llegar primero hay que saber llegar

Es la aguila aventurera ubicada em la bandera

La pátria de ensueno un Pueblo sin fronteras

La tirania estrangera le trajo la guerra

Y te hizo inmigrante en su própria tierra

Sos indiginas muy antes de mexicanos

Mayas y Aztecas los verdaderos americanos

La herencia viva que lo mato los europeos

Un passado que hoy solo queda em los museos

Mucho mas que la gana de lograr los apogeos

Aunque sea campeon de las peleas y boxeos

Te hicieram gano de plata, obra de mano barata

Todavia sigue el plano de Emiliano Zapata

Libertad para todos mis Hermanos mexicanos

Que no confundamos los heroes com los villanos

De Caetano a Augustín Lara, de São Paulo a Guadalajara

Vamos, No hay muro que nos separa!

Dale, dale, vamo, vamo caminar

No hay caminho se hace caminho al andar

Dale, Dale, vamo, vamo caminar

No hay que llegar primero hay que saber llegar

Let me talk for a moment

«Sou brasileiro» so first forgive me for my accent

I have lived a little

With Mexicans, distant brothers but so close to us

From the story, twin sons

José da Silva Xavier has a bit of Jose Maria Morelos

We suffer the same damage of years

And we are all fans of Roberto Gomes Bolanos

We share the same cultural heritage

Of the mixture of population and colonial oppression

The barbarism of the Portuguese and Spanish

The passion for jokes, rice and beans

For the goals that make us so happy

And for the unforgettable support in the 70 World Cup

For the beaches that warm us with beautiful beauty

The blessings of its people and its nature

The gringos want our wealth

They don't want us in your house but they want us to clean your table

We will take your lands from Mexico

From California to Texas

And now he no longer wants you to come?

Mexico is great brother there is no wall to stop you

Come on, come on, let's go, let's walk

There is no path, the path is made by walking

Come on, come on, let's go walk

You don't have to get there first, you have to know how to get there

It is the adventurous eagle located on the flag

The dream homeland a people without borders

The foreign tyranny brought him the war

And he made you an immigrant in his own land

You are indigenous long before Mexicans

Mayans and Aztecs the real Americans

The living heritage that the Europeans killed

A past that today only remains in museums

Much more than the desire to achieve the peaks

Although he is a champion of fights and boxing

I would make you money, cheap handiwork

He still follows the plan of Emiliano Zapata

Freedom for all my Mexican Brothers

Let us not confuse heroes with villains

From Caetano to Augustin Lara, from São Paulo to Guadalajara

Come on, there is no wall that separates us!

Come on, come on, let's go, let's walk

There is no path, the path is made by walking

Come on, come on, let's go walk

You don't have to get there first, you have to know how to get there