Bebo Cana

I drink cane
Sapupara mountain
I don't drink beer, I'm broke, I only drink cane
I drink cane, curly hair and dark skin
Figueiredo, shredded, looking for the pure

I drink cane, try to see and see nothing
After half a drink, the vision gets blurry
Feel the drama, the price of the bill
It hurts, it makes me angry, but I ask for more cane

I drink cane, I know who's drinking and who's pretending
The guys who carry me so I'm not just another drunk sleeping
Cane gives a lot of beatings and jail, tombs, blood, sirens, falls and tumbles
Put ice on your head the next day
The consequence of the blows you took that day
Periphery, alleys, tenements, you must be thinking
Guessed it, I'm drinking a liter
From the beginning I drink gold and silver
Look at the cirrhosis brother, see that it kills
Living lying in a hospital bed
Taking serum, glucose is already natural
Stories, records of liters
It's not a tale or fable, legend or myth
It was not always said that drunks don't stand a chance
So, our bars weren't made by you, asshole
I'm a brother of my hungover buddies
I ate the meat now it's soup and cold water
Cheers a toast to me, I'm an example
Of defeats, tragedies, and defeats
Money takes a man out of poverty

But it can't erase the scars from his body
Few sit on a bench to drink
The scrape keeps a little place, it's just what you want
I look back and see the falls I took
Shit, who was side by side and who just turned their backs
Between phrases, bars, and various stages
I know who's who, the guys and the weak girls
Ram, I drink cane in style
Forward I go, without trembling, if trembling is cold
Between the cold and the storm, always proving
High doses of cachaça and brandy
May God save me, because I know he's not neutral
He watches the broke, but loves those who walk drunk

I get drunk inside and out
Troublemaker, poet and the subject all the time, it's ball
In this story of booze I lost my Monark
I tell the guys not to drink and not to get drunk
In the tic tac you can't even see the hands
This booze story has become a nightmare
Desperation? Rum is a compliment
For those who live in cachaça, peace never existed
A hot broth, all the guys sweating cold
A drunk came, took a sip, couldn't take it and fell

I drink cane, I drink cane, I drink cane
Whiskey, methanol, music, cards, I too
I couldn't escape from that, and I'm just another one
Getting drunk is cool, but I prefer to tell
A real story, I'll tell mine
I burned my film
I fell with a child in my arms
With 1 liter of brandy and a pack of cigarettes
See, when I woke up I was lying on the floor
And the crowd looking at me, without any compassion
Hey cachaça mixed with honey
That is so good to drink
That I drank almost a barrel

This is Brazilian, there's nothing like it in the world
Trademark the darling of the scoundrels
Light, cane with lemon, drinking it goes
The poor guy is very drunk, your father?
Hey, landowner, I know who you are
Alone you can't stand, drunk you can't stand up
You said it was good, and the favela heard
But there's also whiskey, Red Bull, and barrel booze
I admit, it wasn't pretty, but I had to drink
Brandy, dreher with jurubeba, I got really crazy
Drunk I'm a little bit, I think
But you have to, it's in the shot that I finish
I take it in heaps, from carnival to carnival
And when I get home I drink and go to sleep in the backyard

I have a thousand problems with cachaça, a thousand tapes
Unbelievable and I continue in the damn
In the middle of you I am the incentive
Just because I drink cane? Cane is not an appetizer!

This is not yours anymore, it disappeared
I stole your glass, I drank you didn't even see
But that's what it is, what, you didn't drink
Now you want to be a drunk, what an irony!
Take a shot of brandy, how about that, what do you say?
Feel it burning, cover your nose
Hey cane who made you so good
Oh what you gave, what you do, oh what you did for me
I received your kit, I mean, open sewer kit
And wooden wall
I didn't die of drunkenness
I'm strong, I drink yes!

You don't, you can't handle it when the other liter opens
I'm the purest drunk from the ghetto and I drink cheers
That crazy guy who drinks until he falls
The one you hate but, at this moment
Who drinks a lot, and this one came from far away
It's cane, thanks mom, I drink cane
Back when I was lying on the sidewalk, in the gutter
Where were you? What did you give for me? What did you do for me?

Now are you keeping an eye on the cachaça I drink? Are you watching my liter?
It took, I want more, I want even your factory, there the cane made me
What I am, only pitu is by the dose, and I got drunk, and the whole family
And every generation that still drinks, and every generation that has already drunk, and every
Generation that will drink, from the 90s to the 21st century
Hey, you leave a drunk, but the drunk never leaves you, brother?

You're drinking at the bar, the whole world wants to drink with you
You know why brother? For your origin, for your color
I couldn't, I couldn't resist, I live the black cane
I am the black cane, I am the fruit of the black cane

Hey white lady, no words you are a queen, queen
But hey if I have to drink the yellow one, I'll drink with my head held high
Because that's how it is, reborn from the cachaça, I'm already cirrhotic, and my foot is swollen
Born drunk