IVAN 2X - Martyr of Brazilian Freedom

Martyr of Brazilian Freedom Autor: Ivan 2X Born in the lands of Minas, under the inland sun Joaquim José da Silva Xavier, a fate undone Orphaned early in life, he learned how to fight With a dentist’s hands, he began his plight In Vila Rica he lived, between gold and despair Saw injustice rising through exploitation there Tiradentes, a voice that rang Against the crown that the people it drained Freedom before it’s too late, he dreamed Even in death, his voice still screamed He joined the troops, patrolled the Royal Road Watched the riches leave, while the people bore the load Just an ensign he stayed, with no chance to rise But a new-born Brazil burned in his eyes A hundred arrobas demanded, no mercy, no grace And the derrama threatened to shatter the place Tiradentes, a voice that rang Against the crown that the people it drained Freedom before it’s too late, he dreamed Even in death, his voice still screamed In secret they gathered, poets and minds Dreaming of freedom, of new paradigms But betrayal arrived, forgiveness was sold And the flame of revolt turned shackled and cold He stood alone, never denied Paid with his life for a dream that survived On the gallows his body, in history he rose Torn into pieces, but alive in those Tiradentes, martyr of the land His cry still lives in every hand “Libertas quae sera tamen” remained On the flag that the people retained From silence forgotten to national flame His name became more than a name On the twenty-first of April we recall That freedom will always demand its toll And even in silence, his voice remained Tiradentes lives… where the people have strained.