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Alagoas (Portuguese pronunciation: [alɐˈgoɐs]) is one of the 27 states of Brazil and is situated in the eastern part of the Northeast Region. It borders: Pernambuco (N and NW); Sergipe (S); Bahia (SW); and the Atlantic Ocean (E). It occupies an area of 27,767 km², being slightly larger than Haiti. Its capital is the city of Maceió.
It is made up of 102 municipalities and its most populous cities are Maceió, Arapiraca, Palmeira dos Índios, Rio Largo, Penedo, União dos Palmares, São Miguel dos Campos, Santana do Ipanema, Delmiro Gouveia, Coruripe, Marechal Deodoro, and Campo Alegre.
Next to last Brazilian state in area (larger only than Sergipe) and 16th in population, it is one of the greatest producers of sugarcane and coconuts in the country and has an economy based on cattle raising.
Land of the sururu (or Charru Mussel), lagoon shellfish which serves as food for the coastal population, and of coconut water, Alagoas also possesses some of the country's richest folklore.
Initially, the Alagoano territory constituted the southern part of the Captaincy of Pernambuco and only gained its autonomy in 1817. Its occupation pushed the expansion of the captaincy's sugarcane farming, which required new areas of cultivation, southward. Thus arose Porto Calvo, Alagoas (now Marechal Deodoro) and Penedo, nuclei which guided the colonization, economic, and social life of the region for a long time.
Inside a green little house
no sunshine reaches the floor
she came from africa
so tight her hands were tied
to a worn wooden chair
she arrived from africa
By boat she travelled far
in a cage like an animal
whips and chains... crying her eyes out
no sun below the deck
no chance of escaping
she lived in africa
Tonight she's left alone
healing her scars again
she closes her eyes (why)
Thinking about the children
my fate they're gonna share
work the days, abused at night
I wan't, I wan't my...
...Africa
i'm trapped in a house in a land without hope
there's no way out of here
endless crying and i raise my voice
save the young ones sorrow and pain
Let them out, let them play
Let them out, let them play
She wanted to believe in the rumours
that reached the door
A village was built
for some 20000 people
by slaves from Africa
If they only knew that her brother died
a day before the question
it wasn't meant to be
No freedom, no runaway
no slave that she could follow
to the border of alagoas
The smell of death is here
a squalid, dreadful time
she closes her eyes (oh why)
Self destructive thinking
her crave for lust is gone
work the days, abused at night
I wan't my...
...Africa
i'm trapped in a house in a land without hope
there's no way out of here
endless crying and i raise my voice
save the young ones sorrow
Border of alagoas
children without a childhood
no freedom, no games to play
children of innocence
Let them out, let them play
Tonight she's left alone
healing her scars again
she closes her eyes (oh why)
Self destructive thinking
her crave for lust is gone
work the days, abused at night
Africa
I'm trapped in a house in a land without hope
there's no way out of here
endless crying and i raise my voice
save the young ones sorrow
In a land without hope
there's no way out of here
endless crying and i raise my voice