To live in São Paulo is an act of madness.
North, South, East, West side.
In here, what we call paradise is nothing more than a train station.
It's the city of the rush. The home of the boys and girls who live in a hurry.
It's the city that never sleeps. That never takes a break.
There's nobody to blow the whistle for halftime.
The ball just keeps rolling non-stop.
They say São Paulo is a grey city.
But, crazy like that, São Paulo colors can only be black and white.
Like our flag. Like our shirt.
It's true, our team doesn't carry the name of the city.
But do you really need to have in your ID
what you carry in your blood?
Corinthians new jersey.
A tribute to the city of the mad.