In the new era
Despite the punishments
We are grown
We are alert
We are more alive
To rescue each other
In the new era
Despite the dangers
Of brute force
Of the frightening night
We are in the struggle
To survive
So that our hope
Is more than revenge
Is always a path
That is left as an inheritance
—Lyrics from “Um Novo Tempo” (“A New Era”) by Ivan Lins