Testemunhas

[Azagaia]
It's true that we also know the accused
They parade here on the street with imported Mercedes, smoked glasses
Always smoked and perfumed suits
And we always keep our distance, afraid of being stabbed
The truth is we fear but we're already used to it
Their children spit on us but we stay silent
And those who rebel end up beaten, expelled
And humiliated and even murdered
The truth is they want the shoes
Always polished and we shine them to earn a few coins
To be employed even if we are poorly paid
They control everything, have all the contacts
The truth is we accept if invited
To eat the leftovers they leave behind
That's how many of us here occupy positions
We sign documents and are bought
The truth is we walk around very amazed
How can there be wealthy among the poor
And now we hear they are wanted
We know nothing, we've been silent for years

No, I don't want problems
No, I don't want problems
No, I don't want problems
No, I don't want problems

No, I don't know anything
No, I don't know anything
No, I don't know anything
No, I don't know anything

[Azagaia]
It's true that for many of us they are bosses
And even without salaries, we don't strike
The shouts of the rebels are always very brief
Many revolutionaries just want easy lives
The truth is we saw them commit injustices
But we never report them to the judges
Some because they know they eat with the police
Others are tired of eating vegetables
The truth is we stopped believing
That we marry for love
For the opportunity to have at least some familiarity
With those who dictate the laws of society
Yes, it's true that they own all the lands
From the old colonizers, hectares and hectares
Bought with bribes, they leave pregnant women and husbands with horns
The truth is we walk around very amazed
How can there be wealthy among the poor
And now we hear they are wanted
We know nothing, we've been silent for years

No, I don't want problems
No, I don't want problems
No, I don't want problems
No, I don't want problems

No, I don't know anything
No, I don't know anything
No, I don't know anything
No, I don't know anything

[Azagaia]
It's true that they almost all are on the same list
One was a minister and the other a statesman
Some appear in newspapers and others in magazines
They say they're all swindlers
Yes, it's true that we had some clues
But they always throw sand in our eyes
Some even tried to denounce these scammers
But some were crazy and others were artists
The truth is almost all of us are cowards
And instead of acting, we only pray for miracles
They say some of us even enjoy beautiful evenings
They changed sides and joined the buddies
But it's also true that many cry in corners
Lost money and insult all the banks
No, it's not true that there are saints here
Only the Lord can heal our cancers
But it's true that we continue very amazed
How can there be wealthy among the poor
And then we hear they are wanted
We know nothing, we've been silent for years

No, I don't want problems
No, I don't want problems
No, I don't want problems
No, I don't want problems

No, I don't know anything
No, I don't know anything
No, I don't know anything
No, I don't know anything