Final Dos Tempos
Tião Carreiro e Pardinho
End of Times
It's already on the edge of the abyss
Our world without support
Everything has gone to waste
And there's no sign of improvement
The mother-in-law runs away with the son-in-law
The father-in-law runs away with the daughter-in-law
The funeral has turned into a party
No one cries at the burial.
What is bad is increasing
What is good in the world disappears
Honesty and work
Don't bring victory to man
If you stay, trouble comes
If you run, trouble eats you
The slave of work
Earns the salary of hunger.
Man lives exploiting
The moon, earth, and sea
How many children on the street
Without school and without a home
They spent so much money
Making weapons of war
It could be used to build houses
For all the poor on earth.
Bankruptcy and insolvency
Daughters of trickery
Two witches without brooms
Are lifting their skirts
The old whip breaks
On the backs of our people
The shirtless ones winning
A new whip for Christmas.
So much misery on earth
Fortune exploding into space
This is the end of times
The world has become a mess
Our father in heaven
Gave his life for the people
If he returns to earth
He will die on the cross again
