Celebrating the 40 years of the 25th of April we still talk about «her». When I begin to reflect about the colors of freedom, rather than white, or red from carnations, I see a tall yellow sun reflected over the sea and mirrored on the horizon. It is very hard to open your eyes and see through what we have to live. Carioca is a native from Rio de Janeiro, where there's a sense of joy in the air. I believe Freedom is from Brasil. In music, we can change the language but the main part remains.
