Born among the green leaves This forest was our home For countless generations It's where we've learned and grown
Our elders taught us how to live As theirs have done before To never take more than we give It's the heart of Nature's law Creatures of the jungle were our guide We walk with the old gods side by side The spirits of our ancestors defamed Trees cut down, our village set aflame
Upon that fateful day The hateful Gringos came To desecrate this land brought slavery and shame Our arrows were no match for fire-sticks & sword They smelt our gold to crucifixes proclaim Jesus Lord!
500 years have passed and now I ask you what has changed? 2 owns the wealth The rest still starve estranged Chainsaws replace the axes and the Dollars treasures old
We're still watching all this holy ground been raped, stolen & sold Pride and territory were deprived It feels sometimes like our gods have died The time has come to stand up for your rights Children of this holy land now raise your spears and fight
Upon that hateful day The Gringo bankers came They crucified you all Pure profit was their aim To them this sacred land has just financial worth They gain their strangle-hold on the pure lungs of Mother Earth!
All around the planet There's still tribes who realize that these lands are their domain Do you think these guys are right? From gold to wood they raped us No trust nor dignity it's our turn to roll the dice We, the children of the green
Compositores: Bruno Leite Russi Maia (Bruno), Giovani Gomes de Mendonca, Martin Wilson Walkyier ECAD: Obra #23938681 Fonograma #12672218