Текст и перевод песни Tribalistas - Diáspora - Ao Vivo

Diáspora - Ao Vivo

Acalmou a tormenta
Pereceram
Os que a estes mares ontem se arriscaram
E vivem os que por um amor tremeram
E dos céus os destinos esperaram
Atravessamos o mar Egeu
O barco cheio de fariseus
Como os cubanos, sírios, ciganos
Como romanos sem Coliseu
Atravessamos pro outro lado
No Rio Vermelho, do mar sagrado
Os Center shoppings superlotados
De retirantes refugiados
You, where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Onde está
Meu irmão
Sem Irmã
O meu filho sem pai
Minha mãe
Sem avó
Dando a mão pra ninguém
Sem lugar
Pra ficar
Os meninos sem paz
Onde estás
Meu Senhor
Onde estás?
Onde estás?
Deus, ó Deus onde estás
Que não respondes
Em que mundo
Em que estrela
Tu te escondes
Embuçado nos céus
Há dois mil anos te mandei meu grito
Que embalde desde então corre o infinito
Onde estás, Senhor Deus
Atravessamos o mar Egeu
O barco cheio de fariseus
Como os cubanos, sírios, ciganos
Como romanos sem Coliseu
Atravessamos pro outro lado
No Rio Vermelho, do mar sagrado
Os Center shoppings superlotados
De retirantes refugiados
You, where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Onde está
Meu irmão
Sem Irmã
O meu filho sem pai
Minha mãe
Sem avó
Dando a mão pra ninguém
Sem lugar
Pra ficar
Os meninos sem paz
Onde estás
Meu senhor
Onde estás?
Onde estás?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?

Diaspora - Live

The storm has calmed
They perished
Those who ventured into these seas yesterday
And those who trembled for love live
And from the heavens the destinies awaited
We crossed the Aegean Sea
The boat full of Pharisees
Like Cubans, Syrians, Gypsies
Like Romans without a Colosseum
We crossed over to the other side
On the Blood River, of the sacred sea
The Center shopping malls overcrowded
With displaced refugees
You, where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where is
My brother
Without a sister
My son without a father
My mother
Without a grandmother
Holding hands with no one
With no place
To stay
The children without peace
Where are you
My Lord
Where are you?
Where are you?
God, oh God where are you
Who does not answer
In what world
In what star
You hide
Wrapped in the heavens
Two thousand years ago I sent you my cry
Which has been running through infinity since then
Where are you, Lord God
We crossed the Aegean Sea
The boat full of Pharisees
Like Cubans, Syrians, Gypsies
Like Romans without a Colosseum
We crossed over to the other side
On the Blood River, of the sacred sea
The Center shopping malls overcrowded
With displaced refugees
You, where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where is
My brother
Without a sister
My son without a father
My mother
Without a grandmother
Holding hands with no one
With no place
To stay
The children without peace
Where are you
My Lord
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?