Intro (feat. KL Jay)

[Paulo Roberto]
This binary rhythm
Which is the main foundation of almost all rhythms
Of Brazil's popular song
Came imported from afar
From the burning plates of Africa
Where the sun burned the skin of men
Until it carbonized it in black, black, black
The simple beat that reproduces in a deep tone
The beats of the heart itself
Crossed the Atlantic under the flag of slave ships
Serving to mark the pace of melodies
That came from the holds in moaning and hurt voices

[Baco]
Ah!
We are clay from the divine mangrove
Sweat and blood
Flesh and agony
Hot blood, cold night
Matter is slave to the free being
The question is not if we are alive (black)
It's who lives
Captains of the Sand don't fear anything
And at this point of the plot
The White Wing dances in the Black Swan's lake
Blacks in suits without being at work
My blacks in suits at parties that are not funerals
My end is dolent
Young trapped in an old spirit
Fearful, I throw myself into the sea
Yemanja's aquarium
The sun rises in Red River
I look at myself in the drunken mirror
Back to the center
Poetry dwells in the drink
I observe the damage of silence
Bohemia in its damn vice
I stopped at the edge of the last pack
Last embrace
My imagination, my asylum
Knowing that better than feeling the kiss
Is the sensation before feeling it
I felt Exu, I turned into Exu
This is the universe in its last nap

[KL Jay]
Exu affirms his point here in this yard
Exu of Blues
Hail
Exu of Blues
Hail
Exu affirms his point here in this yard
New generation
Attention
New generation
Attention
From Bahia of São Salvador, Brazil
Brazil, Brazil
From Bahia of São Salvador, Brazil
Salvador, sacred land

Exu is the owner of the street
He's the one who came from there
His reign is of the lyre people
Messenger, he will help you
Black