Cachimbo da Paz (feat. Gabriel Pensador)

The city is taken over by crime
Society blames the authorities
An official chief traveled to the wetlands
Because violence here is too much
And there he found an old Indian wearing a thong
And smoking a peace pipe
The president slapped the pipe
And when it was time to return to the capital, he got lazy
Swapped his suit for the thong
And appointed the old Indian as the minister of justice
And the new minister, arriving in the city
Found that tribe too violent
Saw that every pale face lived behind bars
And called the TV and the newspapers
And said: Indian arrived bringing news
Indian brought the peace pipe

Sea breeze, feel the sea breeze
Sea breeze, uh

Sea breeze, feel the sea breeze
Sea breeze, uh

Blow away the smoke from the revolver, from the pistol
Send the smoke from the pipe to the head
Light up, pull, hold, pass
Indian wants pipe, Indian wants to smoke

Everyone tries the forest pipe
They say it's good, they say it's not good
They want to ban, they want to legalize
And the controversy reached the congress
All this must be to avoid competition
Because it's not Hollywood, but it's a success
The peace pipe made people calmer
But the smoke ran out because there were only eighty kilos
And the people applauded when the Indian went to the jungle
And promised to return with a ton
But when he returned, it got messy
The federal police set a trap
The peace pipe was banned
Get in the truck, scumbag, let's go to the precinct
Hey, the Indian is screwed because it's gonna get rough there

Sea breeze, feel the sea breeze
Sea breeze, uh

Sea breeze, feel the sea breeze
Sea breeze, uh

Blow away the smoke from the revolver, from the pistol
Send the smoke from the pipe to the head
Light up, pull, hold, pass
Indian wants pipe, Indian wants to smoke

At the precinct there were only addicts and delinquents
Each with a different vice and case
A drunk stabbed the bar owner
Because he wouldn't sell him booze on credit
And a man drank too much whiskey
Woke up with a transvestite and killed him
A gambling addict bet his wife
Lost the bet and she was kidnapped
There were so many incidents, so much violence
That the Indian didn't understand a thing
He saw that the sheriff smoked a stinky cigar
And lit up a peace pipe to relax
But when he tried to take a puff
He got a violent slap and a kick in that place
He was sent to prison and on the way
He saw an accident caused by excess of beer
A young woman who drank too much
Ran over a priest and the newlyweds at the church door
And for the Indian nothing makes sense anymore
With so many drugs why is only his pipe banned?

Sea breeze, feel the sea breeze
Sea breeze, uh

Sea breeze, feel the sea breeze
Sea breeze, uh

Blow away the smoke from the revolver, from the pistol
Send the smoke from the pipe to the head
Light up, pull, hold, pass
Indian wants pipe, Indian wants to smoke

In the penitentiary the Indian outlaw
Met the real criminals
Entering, leaving, and coming back
Each time more dangerous to society
Hey, buddy, there's a lottery in prison to reduce overcrowding
Every month some prisoners have to be executed
And this time, the Indian was one of the chosen ones
And he tried to calm the other inmates
Hold on, let's smoke a little peace pipe
They started laughing and beat up the old Indian
Until he couldn't take it anymore and before dying he thought
This tribe is too backward
They want to end violence
But peace is against the law and the law is against peace
And the Indian's pipe remains banned
But if you want to buy it, it's easier than bread
Nowadays it's sold by the same criminals
Who killed the old Indian in prison

Sea breeze, feel the sea breeze
Sea breeze, uh

Sea breeze, feel the sea breeze
Sea breeze, uh

Blow away the smoke from the revolver, from the pistol
Send the smoke from the pipe to the head
Light up, pull, hold, pass
Indian wants pipe, Indian wants to smoke!