Tocaia

It's fire, sword, mortar, fire and rifle
It's fire, sword, mortar, fire and rifle
It's fire, sword, mortar, fire and rifle
It's fire, sword, mortar, fire and rifle

It's white with petrified fear of dread and horror
It's white with petrified fear of dread and horror
It's white with petrified fear of dread and horror
It's white with fear!

Lying in wait, ambush
In the valley, in the lake, in the swamp, on solid ground
In the lowland of the low, closed or flooded bush
They are ghosts, shadows, souls
Painted for war with beastly teeth
Snake eyes in the woods

Crawling like mud-covered alligators
Mud, earth, slime
Striking, devastating, leaping in the attack
Jaguar! Comes camouflaged
Straw and vines, skulls and hides
Angaturama of a warrior creature

Savage barbarian in the attack
Legion comes from the fury of beasts
From the swarm of wasps
The kariwas tremble!

Attacking!
Mura! Mura! Mura!
Abominable Mura! Mura! Mura!
Indomitable Mura! Mura! Mura!
Comes like the roar of a tidal bore

Kariwa, iron and fire
Liberate our cry
Embedded in history
Relentless, they approach
The earth begins to tremble!