De Frente Pro Crime

There lies the body stretched on the ground
Instead of a face, a photo of a goal
Instead of a prayer, a curse from someone
And a silence serving as amen

The nearest bar quickly filled up
Thugs alongside workers
A drunk climbed on the bar table
And made a speech to the councilman

The street vendor came to sell!
Rings, chains, cheap perfume
Bahian woman to make
Pastries and a good cat barbecue

Four in the morning
The saint descended at the flag bearer's door
And the young folks decided
To stop, and then

There lies the body stretched on the ground
Instead of a face, a photo of a goal
Instead of a prayer, a curse from someone
And a silence serving as amen

Without haste, everyone went their way
Thinking about a woman or the team
I looked at the body on the ground and closed
My window facing the crime

The street vendor came to sell!
Rings, chains, cheap perfume
Bahian woman to make
Pastries and a good cat barbecue

Four in the morning
The saint descended at the flag bearer's door
And the young folks decided
To stop, and then

There lies the body
Stretched on the ground