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Same Beat
The drum calls the waves to dance,
the tide connects them.
The wind blows names from overseas,
living roots that cannot be silent.
It's a bridge of stars, it's fire on the ground,
time embroidering destiny in the hand,
an eternal bond sewn in song.
Bahia and Africa, sisters of the moonlight,
singing life to the same beat.
A sweet sisterhood that never breaks,
two continents in the same peace.
On the skin, the sun ignites tradition,
in the eyes dances the memory of thunder.
The body turns, the spirit opens,
two hearts in a single quilombo of seas.
