Peregrinações

Sadly embarked
With directionless route
Sailing in the air
Led by great fear
In a beautiful fleet
With hull swaying
The giant waves break
Hallucinating things
Breakwater breakwater
A prayer in the throat
Our holy lady
Admiral
Vomiting vomiting
Seeking new markets
In the name of god
The king will fatten
As for our sins
Crazed blindly
In the darkness of the sea
Jumps a bearded monster
With hairy chest
Belching belching
We, masters of the windward
At the helm moaning
Trembling
Oh! who knew how to swim

And with the haste we could
We turned back
Forgetting favors
If at the sight of what we saw
Our flesh trembled
We stuttered
In the service of god our lord
Thus returns your husband
In this calm wind
My beautiful and blissful love
Confident in this promise
Deceived in this hope

But the greedy moneylender
Quickly sends us
To embark again
Feasted with many lashes
Along the coast
Who will be saved
Bring pepper
The goods
The bloody silver
Praying praying
Put the Turk to torment
It smells of infidel
Let him speak
Where is the bazaar
And so we went in haste
Over people who had
No good opinion
Our peak
Deserved the Latin wrath
For zeal
For god's honor
Living thrown into the sea
With a large rock
Around the neck
Sinking
The screams are heard
Boos
From the crazy Turks
Eunuchs
Attacking attacking

And there were so many stones
The javelins the spears
And the pikes
Thrown at us
That we fled quickly
With all the haste we could
After so much fighting
In the service of the king
Our lord
Thus returns your husband
In this calm wind
My beautiful and blissful love
Confident in this promise
Deceived in this hope

Time passed
From the ship to the liner
There goes Portugal
Taking people from the plow
Laborers and toys
In colonial shorts
Black man works scoundrel
For your shroud
Is this overseas
Harvest the coffee beans
That we have faith
Chimpanzee
To profit and profit
We mixed guitars
To the sound of the drum
Drinking maruvo
And in a bizarre feeling
Marrying the black woman
After being widowed
A giant force explodes
Red black vibrant
Fighting burning
Liberating an oppressed people
And losing the diamond
Purgative
Who was ordering us
And we dismantled the houses
We turned back
Poor on a crutch
Mumbling strange words
Aka! what a mess!!
The service of great lords is over
Your husband returns for good
In this calm wind
My beautiful and blissful love
Confident in this promise
Deceived in this hope