Papas Da Língua — Democracy song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Democracy" by Papas Da Língua.
Lyrics
Foi ali bem no meio do capão
Se embalava a nativa no colo
E descia da mata num cipó
Entre índios e brancos gritava
Entre a cruz e a espada do Senhor
Viu Jesus que a cativa sangrava
E lhe deu de presente um berimbau
Pra cantar e espantar todo mal
Muito ouro se achava por aqui
Mas no mundo é que ele brilhava
E quem vive na terra patropi
De pobreza e preguiça se cala
Viva o sol, viva o lixo, viva a voz
Viva macunaíma nosso herói
Desse culto à miséria eu já cansei
Canta a voz da mentira outra vez
Democracy, it´s a hard way
Povo pacífico, povo oprimido, povo apolítico
Povo que canta, que males espanta
Povo que reza unido na fome
Nossa guerra não tem terremoto
Nosso voto é de felicidade
Viva o índio glorioso do Xingu
Viva o nosso anão gabiru
Democracy, it´s a hard way
Lyrics translation
It was right there in the middle of the Capon
It packed the native in the lap
And came down from the woods on a vine
Between Indians and whites screamed
Between the Cross and the Sword Of The Lord
Saw Jesus that the captive was bleeding
And gave him a berimbau as a gift
To sing and scare away all evil
A lot of gold was found here
But in the world it was that he shone
And who lives in the patropi land
From poverty and laziness is silent
Long Live The Sun, Long Live the trash, Long Live The Voice
Long live macunaíma our hero
From this cult of misery I have already tired
Sing The Voice of lies again
Democracy, its a hard way
Peaceful people, oppressed people, apolitical people
People who sing, what evils amazes
People who pray United in hunger
Our war has no earthquake
Our vow is of happiness
Long live the glorious Indian of Xingu
Long live our dwarf gabiru
Democracy, its a hard way