Dia da Caça

Hunting day, of the hunter
Day of the forest, of the killer
I feel free from evil, free from evil
Free from anguish, free from pain

Broke for a week, but I won't get stuck
Asking permission from the shaman Aiatolah
Forget it, leave the complaint behind
Selection is natural
Sifted, to sift

Day of the plague
Day of healing
Day of idleness
And the hard life
To conquer you must have bravery
Hold the waist of the dark skin

You touch
But you don't get sick
What the dreadlocks do leaves a trail, brother

Free from evil, free from evil
Free from anguish, free from pain

Go see if you can, shake it off
Go see if you can
Drag that sandal, girl
Go see if you can
(Can)

And in truth, you don't need to believe in criticism
You don't need to analyze logistics
Every city will become touristic
And violent police will dictate politics

Mystical
There's a force stretching me
Mystical
Sinister mystique

Calamity takes over the city
There's a bus on fire
The game of atrocity

Crazy coconut, wild animal
Little by little
The payback always comes drop by drop

Calamity takes over the city
There's a bus on fire