Jamaica Brasileira

[Intro]

[Chorus]
From the Kingston docks to the Alcantara tide
The heartbeat traveled on the ocean wide
In the middle of the equatorial heat
A northern city found its steady feet
They call it the Jamaica of the southern ground
Where the heavy bass is the only sound
São Luís pulses in the yellow and green
The finest vibrations that you ever seen

[Verse]
Old merchant ships brought the vinyl gold
Transistor signals from the islands told
Of a prophet in the hills and a lion pride
Across the salt water where the spirits glide
Through the narrow alleys of the cobbled stone
A rebel melody made itself known
The kids in the plaza didn't need the tongue
To feel the truth when the songs were sung
They traded the samba for a slower pace
With a different kind of glory in their face

[Chorus]
From the Kingston docks to the Alcantara tide
The heartbeat traveled on the ocean wide
In the middle of the equatorial heat
A northern city found its steady feet
They call it the Jamaica of the southern ground
Where the heavy bass is the only sound
São Luís pulses in the yellow and green
The finest vibrations that you ever seen

[Verse]
The radiolas tower like a wall of wood
Spitting out the message that we understood
Pure magnetism from a needle scratch
No other rhythm could ever match
Couples dancing close with a locked-in swing
Ignoring the sorrow that the shadows bring
From the Praia Grande to the outskirts high
The smoke rises up to the starlit sky
It is a history written in the low frequency
A legacy of the poor and the weary and free

[Chorus]
From the Kingston docks to the Alcantara tide
The heartbeat traveled on the ocean wide
In the middle of the equatorial heat
A northern city found its steady feet
They call it the Jamaica of the southern ground
Where the heavy bass is the only sound
São Luís pulses in the yellow and green
The finest vibrations that you ever seen

[Chorus]
From the Kingston docks to the Alcantara tide
The heartbeat traveled on the ocean wide
In the middle of the equatorial heat
A northern city found its steady feet
They call it the Jamaica of the southern ground
Where the heavy bass is the only sound
São Luís pulses in the yellow and green
The finest vibrations that you ever seen

[Outro]