Tático Móvel

Oh, Lord, my God
May courage not be lacking in our hearts
May strength not be lacking in our arms
May our hands be skilled in battle
May war not drive kindness from our hearts
May justice and honor be counselors of our judgment
And may every citizen of Minas Gerais know
That the eagle stands proud and vigilant
Watching over the sleep of those who do good

We are mobile tactical
We are mobile tactical

From tactical I'm a fanatic, cold as the Arctic
Certainty of a mathematician that evil does not advance
Crime stands still against the dogmatic
Indoctrinated in fire, we are the tip of the spear

It tries, but does not reach our weight on the scale
Made of carcass that never tires the lungs
If actions lack gas, we breathe perseverance
Physically mutations, man evolution

Darwinism, creationism, erred in prediction
For human ascension are the military of TM
Men indifferent to pain, fear, and compassion
If they collide in the darkness, even the brave tremble

Those who cause pain are spoken to with kicks
I'm a sheepdog, a hunter, the cry of these faithful
Who ask for the love of God, a shrewd protector
And God sent directly from heaven the tactical of Minas Gerais

Watching over the sleep of those who do good
From a speeding S10 in the curve at over a hundred
With heavy armament, a semblance of ignorance
Posture of a big tactical, always proud and vigilant

On the deck of the S10 I part the sea like Moses
I stomp my boots with the incursioned troop
The (mérreis) of the cartels are papers of infidels
Thinking they're Ramses, but my faith is unshaken

Troop centered with character tradition BRP
If it's hand-to-hand combat, it's karate, jiu-jitsu against the plague
Crime is a disease, those who solve it have the brevet
Tupi tide, for Trypanosoma cruzi, I'm Carlos Chagas

With uzi are the tough guys, lampiões
Behold what emerges in the forest that kills guerrillas
More venomous than scorpions are the monsters
In formations of driver, commander, and patrolman

Three warriors necessary to stop the advance
Of the enemy, they are in danger when they collide with the vehicle
Of fearless beings, developed without rest
With sharp ears and eyes full of bravery

Against trafficking, I'm more neurotic
Rustic, systematic, against the chaotic world
I fight narcotics, I'm a fanatic
Against synthetics, I'm like acid

Cybernetic, bionic, I'm a steel eagle
The genetics of a tactical is defined by the arm
Flat trait, cause damage to the mouth, I'm Listerine
I don't cover up for those playing on another team

Watching over the sleep of those who do good
From a speeding S10 in the curve at over a hundred
With heavy armament, a semblance of ignorance
Posture of a big tactical, always proud and vigilant