Favela

As the sun rises

She opens up her hazel, beautiful eyes

And begins

Her baby cries

She picks him up and tells him

Beautiful lies again

She come from the Favela-la

Hills of Santa Teresa-sa

Underneath the Redeemer-mer

And the sun in the sky

She come from the Favela-la

Asks me E aí beleza-za

Underneath the Redeemer-mer

Where the hills come alive

She works the Favela night

She works the Favela night

Favela

She works the Favela night

And the wind blows

She lives on lonely streets where nobody goes

Alone

Just a young girl

Born on the left side of this right-handed world

She knows

She come from the Favela-la

Hills of Santa Teresa-sa

Underneath the Redeemer-mer

And the sun in the sky

She come from the Favela-la

Asks me E aí beleza-za

Underneath the Redeemer-mer

Where the hills come alive

She works the Favela night

Favela

She works the Favela night

Favela

Deep in the colours and the streets

Lost in the funk Favela beats

Prisioneira

Dancing in the Favela

Safe in the Ipanema bays

We raise a glass on holiday

It's a lopsided world

When you're a girl

Born into nothing at all

She come from the Favela-la

Hills of Santa Teresa-sa

Underneath the Redeemer-mer

And the sun in the sky

She come from the Favela-la

Asks me E aí beleza-za

Underneath the Redeemer-mer

Where the hills come alive

She works the Favela night

Favela

She works the Favela night

Favela

She works the Favela night