Evolução (part. Morgado)

[Morgado]
There's a way that doesn't
There's a way that it hurts
But it evolves
Accept the mystery
Of the sun

[Shaman]
Nothing is by chance
My little voice said
In the kitchen
So alone
Modinha millstone
In the procession

And eye was gold
In the land of the blind
She only had one can
A kitten
And some beats

Returning home
The ideas came
And a beat
in Sepetiba
and sagatiba
And about six liters

I sang to 4 demons in suits
And the various mines applauded
And they smiled
A heart

They don't understand our hell
She said it was noon
At my aunt
Persecution

I only see my cousins
On winter vacation
I'm a stray and poetry
And too much
Prohibition

Coconut Water
With "Beto cachaça"
Other people's pile
I am the grandson of others
like zeca from the bush
Just like a lump
Sorry, young man
I'm like that
My naughty way
I'm going to the bar
At the bottom of the well
if I don't give a roof
After lunch
Morro is quiet
My son is quiet
The conversation is straight
Your boy

[Morgado]
There's a way that it hurts
There's a time when it hurts
But it evolves
Accept the mystery
Accept the mystery
There's a way that doesn't
There's a way that it hurts
But it evolves
Accept the mystery
Of the sun
Of the wind
Let's call the wind
Let's call the wind
Let's call the wind