Fio De Prumo (Padê Onã)
Criolo
Plumb Line (Padê Onã)
Laroyê bará
Open the path of steps
Open the path of sight
Open a peaceful path for me to pass
Laroyê legbá
Knock down evil on its knees
Only raising the ogó
Double the strength of the arms as I go alone
Laroyê eleguá
Guard the house, onã, orum
Coba xirê of this funfum
Take care of me as I go to greet you
That I go to greet you
Walls of infected concrete
Of stone, lime, cement, and waste
Point to the head, ori
The city, a chronicler, today
And the bend of the worker's back in the street
Labyrinth, fauna, shadow, moonlight
Steel, chest, arrow, path
Magma, lava, envy, neighbor
Health post from the 80s
A.S., benzathine penicillin, cibalena
Real life of this philosophy
Machines eat you, noon
The hand, the clock, the race to the podium
The aesthetics of evil in psychological terror
Mirror, forgiveness, blade, creed
Occupying this square, honest
The favela awaits attentive to the retaliation
Manifesto becomes a joke, decline
Unpleasant cliché race, father
Playboy's fetish is to hang out with Barrabás
Every day in the drug trade someone goes
To leave the soul on standby a little longer
What shall we do then? Without causing a stir
Average tomb, kill me this afternoon
We will drink
In this Nicodemus water
Let's pray
For we will sweat poison
Laroyê bará
Open the path of steps
Open the path of sight
Open a peaceful path for me to pass
Laroyê legbá
Knock down evil on its knees
Only raising the ogó
Double the strength of the arms as I go alone