The winner was chosen, please check out Part 3. We run, and we run In the BR-3, in the BR-3 And we die, and we die In the BR-3, in the BR-3 There's a rocket tearing the sky, crossing space And a Jesus Christ made of steel, crucified again We run, and we run In the BR-3, in the BR-3 And we die, and we die In the BR-3, in the BR-3 There's a dream, multicolored journey Sometimes starting point Sometimes ending point, maybe We run, and we run In the BR-3, in the BR-3 And we die, and we die In the BR-3, in the BR-3 There's a crime on the long asphalt of this road And a fabricated news For the new hero of each month In the BR-3, in the BR-3 In the BR-3, in the BR-3 So I run, so I run, run And I turn around, and I go inside And the world moves, and I turn around Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby So I run, so I run, run In the BR-3, in the BR-3