Bitterusso Champagne
O Rappa Lyrics


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Um brinde com taça de vinho
Cheiro de asfalto no sangue
Um atalho com fuzil no caminho
No cardápio bitterusso champagne

Cordão de fé tirado do peito
E uma luz no fim do presídio
Mas um buraco cavado às pressas
Pra aliviar o suplício

A esperança no orifício
Na revolução
Quanto mais tiram de nós
Lá dentro corrupção

Os atentados civis
viram showmicio
Dos que não estão no controle
E vão crescendo os vícios

Caido por terra
Pela classe discurso
Sofrimento pr'alguns é ser feliz




Pra quem nunca teve nada
É tudo que sempre quis

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to O Rappa's song "Bitterusso Champagne" describe a world of violence, corruption, and struggle. The opening lines invite us to raise a glass of wine, as if to celebrate life, but the smell of asphalt in our blood reminds us of the harsh reality of our surroundings. We are then taken on a journey through a world of crime and danger, where the only way to survive is to take shortcuts with guns in hand. Even the menu includes a bitter and dangerous choice, as if there is no escape from the violence that surrounds us.


As the song progresses, the lyrics take on a more spiritual tone. The cords of faith are pulled from our chests, and a light shines at the end of the prison sentence. But even as we try to dig ourselves out of the hole of suffering, we find corruption and injustice lurking within the revolution itself. The hope we cling to is but a small opening, and the more that is taken from us, the more we see the growth of corruption within the system.


The lyrics of "Bitterusso Champagne" paint a bleak picture of the world around us. They speak to the struggles of those who have never had anything and the enduring power of hope even in the face of darkness and despair. The song is a call to action, urging us to pay attention to the injustices around us, and to fight for a world that is more just and equitable.


Line by Line Meaning

Um brinde com taça de vinho
Let's toast with a glass of wine


Cheiro de asfalto no sangue
The smell of asphalt is in our blood


Um atalho com fuzil no caminho
A shortcut with a rifle on the way


No cardápio bitterusso champagne
On the menu, bitter champagne


Cordão de fé tirado do peito
A string of faith pulled from the chest


E uma luz no fim do presídio
And a light at the end of the prison


Mas um buraco cavado às pressas
But a hastily dug hole


Pra aliviar o suplício
To ease the suffering


A esperança no orifício
Hope in the hole


Na revolução
In the revolution


Quanto mais tiram de nós
The more they take from us


Lá dentro corrupção
Corruption inside


Os atentados civis
Civil attacks


viram showmicio
Become a sideshow


Dos que não estão no controle
From those who are not in control


E vão crescendo os vícios
And the vices keep growing


Caido por terra
Fallen to the ground


Pela classe discurso
By the discourse of the ruling class


Sofrimento pr'alguns é ser feliz
For some, suffering is being happy


Pra quem nunca teve nada
For those who never had anything


É tudo que sempre quis
It's all they ever wanted




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ALEXANDRE MENEZES, ALEXANDRE MONTE DE MENEZES, LAURO JOSE DE FARIAS, MARCELO LOBATO, MARCELO DE CAMPOS LOBATO, MARCELO FALCAO CUSTODIO

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