Letra de Freedom Samba

It's after curfew so make sure that no one heard youJust the suggestion of free expression could hurt youUntamed aggression on the faces of the faithfulEl patron is merciful they're eternally gratefulComing out of the pep rally dawn at the stadiumWhere they say the secret jail is - just put the cages inTear gas and horses disperse the demonstration - and turn the native army on the native populationOfficial TV station has taken a different viewThey say they're banning gatherings of any more than twoBecause the president lives in mortal fear of a coup d'etatHe's raised his own militia - its autumn of the patriarchOrdered that his body-double ride it at open carDistribute gifts to the barrios that have done it hardSome took the bait - they see hits as the father of the nation that they can't hate - others just can't waitTo take back what they lost - they rally under black flags and toss molotovsBut it's always freedom ? at what cost?The pamphlet they dropped said that pacifism is a paradoxYou turn the other cheek and cop another shotThe exiles want to shout 'You don't know what you've got'Sometimes freedom is defined by what it's notYou never really knew where the road you walked ends upYou've got to keep your heads upThey'll try to tell you they're only trying to helpThey'll lock you up to protect you from yourselfThey'll lock you out to deflect you front their wealthCreate fear of a foe you can't seeEventually now Its so plain to seeIts your freedom that's the first casualtyTut tut go the paper call 'em terroristsPaint 'em as psychopathic murderous savagesIsolate 'em try and make 'em illegitimatePro-government sources condemn 'em on the internetThe hearts and minds of the people are at the will of the warlordsBut they don't see him as a warlordYou can send your new and improved anti-terror unitsTo move and eliminate ? that's the civilians fateLate night raids by nameless death squadsSmall kids snarling at soldiers to 'Get lost'You don't oven know of the feet you stepped onSo you neutralised the area well you're dead wrongWhat about the missing we haven't heard from?So there plenty mare volunteers to strap bombsDoesn't take your forces long to catch onThis is anything but romantic - this is terror for twoI'm here with absolutely nothing to lose - and only one of us is seeking the truthThey'll try to tell you they're only trying to helpThey'll lock you up to protect you from yourselfThey'll lock you out to deflect you front their wealthCreate fear of a foe you can't seeEventually now Its so plain to seeIts your freedom that's the first casualty