Ina Wroldsen and Alok - Favela

As the sun rises
She opens up her hazel, beautiful eyes and begins
Her baby cries
She picks him up and tells him beautiful lies again

She come from the favela-la
Hills of Santa Teresa-sa
Underneath the Redeemer-mer
And the sun in the sky
She come from the favela-la
Ask me e aí, beleza-za
Underneath the Redeemer-mer
Where the hills come alive

She works the favela night
She works the favela night
Favela
She works the favela night

And the wind blows
She lives on lonely streets where nobody goes alone (oh)
Just a young girl (just a young girl)
Born on the left side of this right-handed world, she knows

She come from the favela-la
Hills of Santa Teresa-sa
Underneath the Redeemer-mer
And the sun in the sky
She come from the favela-la
Ask me e aí, beleza-za
Underneath the Redeemer-mer
Where the hills come alive

She works the favela night
Favela
She works the favela night
Favela

Deep in the colors and the streets
Lost in the funk favela beats
Prisioneira
Dancin' in the favela
Safe in the Ipanema bays
We raise a glass on holiday
It's a lopsided world when you're a girl
Born into nothing at all

She come from the favela-la
Hills of Santa Teresa-sa
Underneath the Redeemer-mer
And the sun in the sky
She come from the favela-la
Ask me e aí, beleza-za
Underneath the Redeemer-mer
Where the hills come alive

She works the favela night
Favela
She works the favela night
Favela
She works the favela night

Written by:
Edvard Foerre Erfjord, Ina Wroldsen

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