Lyrics of Pastilhas Coloridas - Nação Zumbi

Pastilhas Coloridas (original)

«Os sonhos murcham feito maracujá velho»
Quando eu vim morar na Ilha Grande
Meu prédio era o only one da rua
Mas uns moleques já brincavam de trocar
Pastilhas coloridas
Nossos campos de pelada de repente sumindo
E as mesadas diminuindo
Nossos pais na pressão
Desemprego em massa
A vizinhança gravando direto
E a marcação cerrada
Dos prestativos
Mas nem sempre gentis homens da lei
Amigos nas farmácias
E quando a erva faltava
Qualquer droga era boa
As verdes valem dez
As amarelas oito
As brancas valem cinco
Mas se dá bem quem tem azul
(quem tem azul tem tudo)
Os ratos engordando dia-a-dia
Com os nossos sonhos podres
E a gente inventando regras
Para sobreviver na Ilha Grande
Pois o continente parecia muito longe
E talvez não houvesse lugar para nós
No mundo livre
Amigos nas farmácias
E quando a erva faltava
Qualquer droga era boa

(translation)

«Dreams wither like old passion fruit»
When I came to live in Ilha Grande
My building was the only one on the street
But some kids were already playing swap
colored tablets
Our naked fields suddenly disappearing
And the allowances decreasing
Our parents under pressure
Mass unemployment
The neighborhood recording direct
And the closed marking
of the helpful
But not always kind lawmen
friends at pharmacies
And when the grass was missing
Any drug was good
Greens are worth ten
The yellow eight
The white ones are worth five
But it's good who has blue
(who has blue has everything)
The rats getting fatter day by day
With our rotten dreams
And people inventing rules
To survive on Ilha Grande
Because the continent seemed very far away
And maybe there was no place for us
In the free world
friends at pharmacies
And when the grass was missing
Any drug was good