Defesa
Altay Veloso
Defense of the Alabê
Since you gave this guy permission to speak
Do not doubt the head that has a crown or headdress
No halo can withstand the test of time without fading
If you are not in the service of God or an Orixá
The guy came from far away, my belief has a road
Young man, I demand respect, your voice is rude
Don't be so frivolous, respect my Aruanda
My band has been around for almost five thousand years
Sometimes hearts that believe in God
They are tougher than atheists
They throw stones at the cathedrals
From my Yoruba gods
Don't they know that our Earth is a house in the village?
Religions on Earth are torches that shine
Ah, this Earth of ours is a house in the village
Religions on Earth are torches that shine
In a corner of the house, who fervently seeks help
There is a torch of Buddha
To illuminate your faith
There where the land is barely green
So you don't get lost in the sand
It has to be there in the lamp
The flame of Muhammad
Ah, this Earth of ours is a house in the village
Religions on Earth are torches that shine
Ah, this Earth of ours is a house in the village
Religions on Earth are torches that shine