While it

We don’t have everything,

We have to do something else

Our skin colour lets us blocked

‘Cause they want to be like that

When will we be free again?

When will we arrive at the end?

I don’t know, but if we take our hands together

The end can be today.

Black eyes fighting for liberty

Curly hairs running to be free again

Yes, we have won a lot

But the world isn’t enough yet

I wanna be doctor

I wanna build my house, buy my car and be trully happy

Meanwhile isn’t possible, I stay here

Doing for us, bro and little sis, this bit of jazz

Coz I wanna be free

I wanna know the colours of happiness

And a taste of honey I want to try

They say it’s good

Meanwhile isn’t possible, I stay here

Singing, expressing, trying to alive

Like a simple song called jazz.