Maria Bethânia Ólöf Arnalds

Everybody knows that our cities
Were built to be destroyed
Everybody knows that our cities
Were built to be destroyed
You get annoyed, you buy a flat
You hide behind your mat
But I know she was born
To do everything wrong with all of that
But I know she was born
To do everything wrong with all of that

Maria Bethânia, please send me a letter
I wish to know things are getting better
Better, better, better, better, Bethânia
Please send me a letter
I wish to know things are getting better

She has given her soul to the devil
But the devil gave his soul to god
She has given her soul to the devil
But the devil gave his soul to god
Before the flood, after the blood
Before you can see
She has given her soul to the devil
And bought her flat by the sea
She has given her soul to the devil
And bought her flat by the sea