Leaving this place brings me down to my knees
The old world that’s ever been mother of me
Hopelessly drowns through my hands

Now I’m drowning to forget
Daydreams of past
We fight for survival
We dare to fool death

Thunderstorm allows no voice to be heard around and inside of me
Grief being taken out of us
The key to come back is now lost in the sea

Heirs of a dream, trying to believe
The new world will not choke me
With my own hands, for my family
I will create rebirth

Chorar, sofrer
Nessa terra estranho serei
Rompi raízes, deixei meu lar
Herdei esperança
Sigo sempre, sigo a sonhar

Take my hand, don’t look back
Taste a piece of your future
Heard the lies, mesmerized
Treacherous words of which I’ve been obliged

Will I ever free my soul?
Work your fingers to the bone
One place to call my own
Only if you don’t break

Suffering, bleeding, in this eerie land
Roots disrupted, a stranger I am
Hope, my only inheritance
For the ones to come, I will live on
For we are

Heirs of a dream, trying to believe
The new world will not choke me
With my own hands, for my family
I will create

With my own hands, for my family
The new world will not choke me
Heirs of a dream, trying to believe
I will create rebirth

À terra do sonho cheguei, esse é meu lar
Vou nessa terra colher, o que plantar