Da Lama Ao Caos

I can leave here to organize myself
I can leave here to de-clutter
I can leave here to organize myself
I can leave here to de-clutter

From mud to chaos, from chaos to mud
A robbed man is never wrong
From mud to chaos, from chaos to mud
A robbed man is never wrong

The sun burned, burned, the river mud
I saw a chié walking slowly
I saw a macaw here and there
I saw a crab walking south
It left the mangrove and became a gabirú

Oh Joshua, I've never seen such a disaster
The more misery there is, the more vultures threaten

I took a basket and went to the fair
Steal tomatoes and onions
An old woman was passing by
And took my carrot
Hey old lady, leave the carrot here
I can't sleep with an empty stomach
And with my belly fuller, I started to think
That by organizing myself I can become disorganized
That by being disorganized I can organize myself
That by organizing myself I can become disorganized
That by being disorganized I can organize myself