Ora ki N fla amarelu
Es ta fla \"kuza é ka si\"
Ora ki N pega na pretu
Renki palpiti :
“É así, é asadu, sta mariadu, ka podi,
Atenson ku aparénsia, mutu kuidadu”
Pull Up! Pull Up!
Nhôs dexa-n livri pa N ser
Kel ki realmenti mi N é
Kor di kanela, un dosi margôs di laranja
Forti o frájil na boa, dengóza o verdi na próza
Un loka na meiu di gamboa
Di pundi ki mi N konxe-u?
Pull up! Pull up!
Kel dia N xinti un róza
Es fla ma “azul é midjor”
Foi la ki N bisti di azul
Es grita “Lilás k’é kor!”
Mi é livri, krê ô bu ka krê!
Pull up! Pull up!
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Lyrics - PULL UP :
(Mayra Andrade / Ben-Hur Fidalgo)
When I say yellow
They say “that’s not right”
When I take black
They line up with their two cents, saying
“It’s like this, it’s like that, that’s no good, you can’t do this
Watch how it will look, be careful!”
Pull up! Pull up!
Let me be free to be
What I really am
Cinnamon hued, a bitter candied orange
Cool whether I’m strong or weak, sweet or green with my prose
A madwoman in the crowd
Tell me, where do I know you from?
Pull up! Pull up!
The day I felt pink
They said “blue is better”
So I dressed in blue
And they all shouted “Purple is the color!”
I’m free whether you like it or not!
Pull up! Pull up!e free to be
What I really am
Cinnamon hued, a bitter candied orange
Cool whether I’m strong or weak, sweet or green with my prose
A madwoman in the crowd
Tell me, where do I know you from?
Pull up! Pull up!
The day I felt pink
They said “blue is better”
So I dressed in blue
And they all shouted “Purple is the color!”
I’m free whether you like it or not!
Pull up! Pull up!
