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Yeah, he's the singer from the ghetto (From the barrio)
Big dreams (Barrio)
Awoo (Barrio, barrio)
Yeah
We are soldiers walking before the eyes of God
Until the final judgment or my voice is silenced
Necessity made us creative
Music awakened in us the feeling of being alive
For my ghetto children who have nothing to eat
The people in my neighborhood who don't have anything to eat
A man's inspiration to go out and win
And break the poverty with which he had to grow up
In the darkness there is a ray of light
That gives you calm like blues notes
I'm afraid to risk everything like Jesus.
And end up betrayed, lying on a cross
Raised in the eye of the storm
In a ghetto where even your body is for sale
People are usually not what they appear to be.
Luxury and glitter, but no money for rent
And I want freedom of my body and my mind
I was raised in evil, I am hot-blooded
Walking in the city with the love of my people
Raising a prayer to those who are absent
Free, free
Free and I want to fly
Free
I am a free soul
Free
Free and I want to fly
Free
I am a free soul
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