Tipo A - Nego Max, Passarinho

Tipo A - Nego Max, Passarinho

  • Year of release: 2018
  • Language: Portuguese
  • Duration: 1:21

Below is the lyrics of the song Tipo A , artist - Nego Max, Passarinho with translation

Lyrics " Tipo A "

Original text with translation

Tipo A

Nego Max, Passarinho

Original text

Matrero

África

Afrodescendente que eu sou por isso que eu sou feliz

Herdeiro da Angola do Samba e do Jongo

Buscando na essência pra não perder minha raiz

Perto do alicerce e a força dos quilombos

Somos resistência e consciência

Caio e levanto de todos os tombos

Carrego na artéria hereditário orgulho da raça eu trago

Esmago o ego de cegos que com comentários me desvalorizam pela cor da pele

Não me intimidam pois eu sei

Que a paz sempre estará com quem busca levar a luz do Rei

Energia me invade, me concentro em receber as respostas

Defender quem ergueu o Brasil e só levou chibatada nas costas

Cicatrizes e calos eu trago no suor do meu corre

Vou lutar pra voltar pra minha terra

Pois a esperança é ultima que morre

É linda e me espera cheia de cores cheia de amores e flores Com a boca entoo

louvores

Atabaque, batuque toque de tambores

Me livrai das dores

Meu pixaim diz: Original de fábrica

Negro tipo A

Negro tipo Á-fri-ca

Entra na mata

Mata sagrada

Reza uma reza

Pra abrir caminho

Entra na mata

Song translation

Matrero

Africa

Afro-descendant that I am, that's why I'm happy

Angolan heir to Samba and Jongo

Seeking the essence so as not to lose my roots

Close to the foundation and the strength of the quilombos

We are resistance and conscience

I fall and I get up from all the falls

I carry in the hereditary artery pride of the race I bring

I crush the ego of blind people who, with comments, devalue me because of the color of my skin

Don't intimidate me because I know

May peace always be with those who seek to carry the light of the King

Energy invades me, I concentrate on receiving the answers

Defending those who raised Brazil and only took a whip on the back

Scars and calluses I bring in the sweat of my jog

I will fight to return to my land

For hope is the last thing to die

She's beautiful and she's waiting for me, full of colors, full of love and flowers, with her mouth singing

praises

Atabaque, batuque drumming

Get rid of the pain

My pixaim says: Factory original

black type A

A-fri-ca type black

Enter the woods

sacred forest

say a prayer

to make way

Enter the woods

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