Xamã
Reação
Shaman
Tupã thunders and the water falls
Putting out the fire in the forest
And all the herbs turn to ashes
That the wind carries and nourishes the earth.
How many battles have passed since the children disappeared
And the pale-faced vultures appear deceiving our
Indians
Do you remember when the great spirit walked among us?
Yes, sacred Shaman, I feel that we are simple
Expressions of nature and like an eagle I live
Seeing from above how men really are
So fragile and so small
That all evil dissipates like smoke
In every and any attempt
Ahê, Aha, Aê... Ahê, Aha, Aê...
Ahê, Aha, Ahê, Aha... Ahê, Aha, Aê...
A Tupi cry woven in various voices in a Toré rite interrupted
By spiritual illiterates who labeled us as primitives
And the Caribs, transmitters of diseases
Like leprosy and typhoid,
Smallpox and yellow fever that ended our children
Ahê, Aha, Aê... Ahê, Aha, Aê...
Ahê, Aha, Ahê, Aha... Ahê, Aha, Aê...
Oh Daddy Oui, Daddy Oui Jah Jah (2x)
Where are the Xoclegues and Ianomames?
Where are the Tupi-Guaranis?
Where are the Carajás Craôs, Jamoios and Tupis?
Where are the Xoclegues and Ianomames?
Where are the Xocós Cariris?
Ahê, Aha, Aê... Ahê, Aha, Aê...
Ahê, Aha, Ahê, Aha... Ahê, Aha, Aê...
Oleolele, oleolele, juojokero are arou arou lerou
