Charles, Anjo 45

Hey, hey, hey Charles
How's it going
My friend Charles
How are things Charles?

Charles, Angel 45
Protector of the weak
And the oppressed
Robin Hood of the hills
King of the hustlers
A real man
With a lot of courage
Just because one day
Charles made a mistake
He unintentionally went on vacation
To a penal colony...

So the foolish hustlers
Took advantage
And a huge mess
our hill became
Because the hill that was heavenly
Without our Charles
Turned into hell...

But God is just
And true,
And before the vacation ends
Our Charles will return
Peace and joy for all
The whole hill will dance
anticipating carnival
There will be drumming
A thanksgiving mass
There will be feijoada
Whiskey with beer
And many other things...

Lots of fireworks
And a hail of bullets.
In the air,
For when our Charles,
Returns...

And the whole happy people
Will sing...

Hey, hey, hey Charles
How's it going
My friend Charles
How are things Charles?