A Marca da Ferradura

I will tell you what happened to a rich farmer
A man without religion, his God was money
That's how he said among his companions
In Aparecida do Norte, the land of pilgrims
He entered the church on horseback, on his swift donkey
Whoever wants to bet, I have plenty of thousand cruzeiros

He got a quick response from an old religious man
Who gave him this advice
In Aparecida do Norte, we must go with humility
The poor old man had already been whipped
I want to show you that I fear nothing
I leave here on my donkey, only at the altar do I dismount

He set off on his journey, arrived in Aparecida
It was early morning when the mass began
Reaching the foot of the stairs, his donkey shied away
His bloody spur mercilessly worked
The donkey was mistreated but did not enter the church
If the owner did not respect, his donkey respected

Many people witnessed this true scene
The donkey bucked and killed its owner
Money buys everything but not death
The farmer's gun surely did not save him
Right at the church door where the donkey shied away
The horseshoe mark remained on the stairs