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Sangue latino – Secos & Molhados

Secos & Molhados

Sangue latino lyrics with English translation

Language
Portuguese
Level
Intermediate
Released
1973
Genre
Rock, MPB
Length
2:08
  1. Jurei mentiras e sigo sozinho

    I swore lies and I remain alone

  2. Assumo os pecados

    I take on the sins

  3. Os ventos do norte não movem moinhos

    The northern winds do not move mills

  4. E o que me resta é só um gemido

    And what remains is just a moan

  5. Minha vida, meus mortos, meus caminhos tortos

    My life, my dead, my twisted paths

  6. Meu sangue latino

    My Latin blood

  7. Minh'alma cativa

    My captive soul

  8. Rompi tratados, traí os ritos

    I broke treaties, betrayed the rites

  1. Quebrei a lança, lancei no espaço

    I shattered the lance, threw it into space

  2. Um grito, um desabafo

    A scream, a venting

  3. E o que me importa é não estar vencido

    And what matters to me is not being defeated

  4. Minha vida, meus mortos, meus caminhos tortos

    My life, my dead, my twisted paths

  5. Meu sangue latino

    My Latin blood

  6. Minh'alma cativa

    My captive soul

Key vocabulary

jurei
swore
mentiras
liesA2
sigo
follow
sozinho
aloneA2
assumo
assume
pecados
sinsA2
ventos
windsA2
norte
northA1
movem
move
moinhos
mills

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About this song

Secos & Molhados was a Brazilian rock group formed in 1971 by João Ricardo and later featuring vocalists Ney Matogrosso and Gerson Conrad. It is known for its blend of Brazilian popular music influences with rock, marked by distinctive stage makeup, dramatic visuals, and literary poetry-based lyrics.

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🇧🇷 Secos & Molhados

Sangue latino

Jurei mentiras e sigo sozinho

I swore lies and I remain alone

Assumo os pecados

I take on the sins

Os ventos do norte não movem moinhos

The northern winds do not move mills

E o que me resta é só um gemido

And what remains is just a moan

Minha vida, meus mortos, meus caminhos tortos

My life, my dead, my twisted paths

Meu sangue latino

My Latin blood

Minh'alma cativa

My captive soul

Rompi tratados, traí os ritos

I broke treaties, betrayed the rites

Quebrei a lança, lancei no espaço

I shattered the lance, threw it into space

Um grito, um desabafo

A scream, a venting

E o que me importa é não estar vencido

And what matters to me is not being defeated

Minha vida, meus mortos, meus caminhos tortos

My life, my dead, my twisted paths

Meu sangue latino

My Latin blood

Minh'alma cativa

My captive soul