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, hills of Santa Teresa
Underneath the Redeemer and the Sun in the sky
She come from the favela
Ask me: E aí, beleza?
Underneath the Redeemer, 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 (young girl)
Born on the left side of this right-handed world, she knows

She come from the favela, hills of Santa Teresa
Underneath the Redeemer and the Sun in the sky
She come from the favela
Ask me: E aí, beleza?
Underneath the Redeemer, where the hills come alive
She works the favela night

Favela
She works the favela night
Favela

Deep in the colors 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, hills of Santa Teresa
Underneath the Redeemer and the Sun in the sky
(Oh) She come from the favela
Ask me: E aí, beleza?
Underneath the Redeemer, where the hills come alive
She works the favela night

Favela
She works the favela night
Favela
She works the favela night