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De Aqui A La Luna  Perla Colombiana

“Supera Guria” é um álbum de reggae brasileiro que transforma histórias reais de mulheres em canções de força, afeto e recomeço. Cada faixa carrega o nome e a vivência de uma guria diferente — personagens do cotidiano que aprenderam a se libertar de amarras emocionais, sociais, financeiras e culturais para seguir o próprio caminho.

Entre términos, mudanças de rota, amor-próprio, independência e novos começos, o disco fala de superação sem vitimismo, de feminismo vivido na prática, com leveza, empatia e alegria. São narrativas que mostram que amar também é saber ir, ficar, recomeçar — e principalmente, se respeitar.

Com batidas de reggae solar, refrões fáceis de cantar e letras intimistas, Supera Guria celebra a autonomia feminina, a diversidade de corpos, escolhas e afetos, e a coragem de ser quem se é, mesmo quando o mundo espera outra coisa.

Este álbum é um convite para dançar, refletir e seguir em frente — porque toda guria tem sua própria forma de superar.

10 - Gi

Made By My Mama is about the memory of my mom back in the day growing up. It's an mid tempo roots reggae track with nice sax solos and horns to fill it out.

Lyrics:
[Verse]
She wore a strong smile
My hard-headed attitude
I was taught by a fighter
To push through when I have to
And I'd hear the angels in the background
When I got home
Wasn't a heaven on Earth
But it was close

[Chorus]
I was made by my mama
And I miss her like hell
She made heaven feel like home
And I wish that she was here
Oh, I was made by my mama
And I miss her like hell
[Verse 2]
I wish that I could go back
To when we would stand in the kitchen
She'd be cookin' to country
While I'd sit there and listen
Then she'd sit at the table
And she'd watch me and pray
We never had it all
But we had everything

[Chorus]
'Cause I was made by my mama
And I miss her like hell
She made heaven feel like home
And I wish that she was here
Oh, I was made by my mama
And I miss her like hell

[Bridge]
I know she worked her hands down to the bone
To put food on the table for us three
And when I was growin' up, she worked all night and day
just to make sure we were happy

[Chorus]
'Cause I was made by my mama
And I miss her like hell
She made heaven feel like home
And I wish that she was home
Oh, I was made by my mama
And I miss her like hell
I miss her like hell

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