Faroeste Caboclo [English translation]

(I)

He had no fear, the so-called João of Santo Cristo

That's what they all said when he lost himself

He left behind all the stagnation of the farm

Just to feel in his blood the hatred Jesus gave him

(II)

When a child, only thought of being a bandit

Even more when with a shot of a soldier his father died

He was the terror of the countryside town where he lived

And at school even the teacher learned with him

(III)

He went to church just to steal the money

That the old ladies put in the altar box

He really felt that he really was different

He felt that there was not his place

(IV)

He wanted to go out to see the ocean

And the things he saw on television

Gathered money so he could travel

From his own choice, he chose happiness

(V)

He fucked all the little girls in the city

From playing doctor so much

At twelve he was a teacher

At fifteen, he was sent to the reformatory

Where his hate grew among all the terror

(VI)

He didn't understand how life worked

Discrimination for his class and his color

He got tired of trying to find an answer

And bought a ticket, went straight to Salvador

(VII)

And getting there he went to drink a coffee

And met a herdsman with whom he went to talk

And the herdsman had a ticket and was going to miss the trip

But João went to save him

(VIII)

So he said: "I'm going to Brasilia

In this country there’s no better place

I need to visit my daughter

I'll stay here and you go in my place."

(IX)

And João accepted his proposal

And in a bus he entered to Planalto Central

He was bemused with the city

Getting out of the station, saw the Christmas lights

(X)

"My God, what a beautiful city

On New Year's I'll start working"

Cutting wood, carpenter apprentice

Earned a hundred thousand a month in Taguatinga

(XI)

On Friday he went to the city’s cathouse

To spend all his hard working man’s money

And met a lot of interesting people

Even a bastard grandson of his great grandfather

(XII)

A Peruvian that lived in Bolivia

And many things he brought from there

His name was Pablo and he said

That a business he was going to start

(XIII)

And Santo Cristo until death he worked

But the money wasn't enough to feed himself

And heard at seven o'clock the news

That always said that his minister would help

(XIV)

But he didn't want gab anymore

And decided that as Pablo he would turn himself around

Elaborated once more his holy plan

And without being crucified the plantation he went to star.

(XV)

Very soon the goons of the city heard the news:

"There's good stuff there!"

And João of Santo Cristo got rich

And blew away all the traffickers from there

(XVI)

He made friends, frequented Asa Norte

And would go to rock party to liberate himself

But suddenly

Under the bad influence of the youth from the city

He started to steal.

(XVII)

And right on the first steal he got screwed

And to hell he went for the first time

Violence and rape of his body

"You'll see, I'll get you all"

(XVIII)

Now Santo Cristo was a thief

Fearless and feared in the Distrito Federal

He had no fear of the police

Captain or trafficker, youth or general

(XIX)

It was when he met a girl

And of all his sins he regretted

Maria Lúcia was a beautiful girl

And his heart to her Santo Cristo promised

(XX)

He said he wanted to get married

And a carpenter he went back to being

"Maria Lúcia I will always love you

And a son with you I want to have"

(XXI)

Time passes and one day comes to the door

A sir of high class with money in hand

And he makes an indecorous proposal

And says he waits an answer, an answer from João

(XXII)

"I don't place bombs in newspaper stands

Nor kids' kindergartens that I don't do

And I don't protect generals of ten stars

That stay behind the table scared shitless

(XXIII)

And it's better that you sir get out of my house

Never mess with a Pisces with ascendant on Scorpio"

But before leaving, with hatred in his eyes, the old man said:

(XXIV)

"You lost your life, brother"

"You lost your life brother

You lost your life brother

Those words will enter the heart

I will suffer the consequences like a dog"

(XXV)

And after all Santo Cristo was right

His future was uncertain and he didn’t go to work

He got drunk and amidst the binge

Found out that there was someone else working in his place

(XXVI)

He talked to Pablo who wanted a partner

And also had money and wanted to arm himself

Pablo brought the contraband from Bolivia

And Santo Cristo resold it in Planaltina

(XXVII)

But it happened that a so-called Jeremias,

Trafficker of renoum, appeared around there

He found out the plans of Santo Cristo

And decided that with João he would finish

(XXVIII)

But Pablo brought a Winchester-22

And Santo Cristo already knew how to shoot

And decided to use the gun only after

Jeremias started to fight

(XXIX)

Jeremias, shameless pothead

Organized a Rockonha and made everyone dance

Devirgined innocent girls

Said that he was a believer but didn't know how to pray

(XXX)

And Santo Cristo for long didn't go home

And the longing started to settle

"I'm going home, I'm gonna see Maria Lúcia

It's about time we get married"

(XXXI)

Getting home then he cried

And to hell he went for the second time

With Maria Lúcia Jeremias got married

And a child in her he made

(XXXII)

Santo Cristo was only hatred inside

And Jeremias for a duel he challenged

Tomorrow at two at Ceilandia

In front of lot 14, that's where I'll be

(XXXIII)

And you can choose your weapons

I'll still finish you, you traitor pig

And I'll kill Maria Lúcia also

That loutish girl to which I swore my love

(XXXIV)

And Santo Cristo didn't know what to do

When he saw the television report

That aired the news of the duel on TV

Saying the time and the place and the reason

(XXXV)

On Saturday then, at two o'clock,

The crowd without delay went there just to watch

A man that shot from behind

And hit Santo Cristo, started to smile

(XXXVI)

Feeling the blood in his throat

João looked at the flags and at the applauding crowd

And looked at the ice cream man and at the cameras and

The TV people that filmed everything there

(XXXVII)

And remembered of when he was a child

And of everything he lived until there

And decided to enter that dance

"If the Via Crucis turned into a circus, here I am"

(XXXVIII)

And so the sun blinded his eyes

And then Maria Lúcia he recognized

She brought the Winchester-22

The gun that his cousin Pablo gave him

(XXXIX)

"Jeremias, I am a man, something you are not

And I don't fire from behind, no

Look over here, shameless son-of-a-bitch

Take a look at my blood and come feel your forgiveness"

(XL)

And Santo Cristo with the Winchester-22

Fired five shots at the traitor thief

Maria Lúcia regretted later

And died with João her protector

(XLI)

And the crowd declared that João of Santo Cristo

Was a saint because he knew how to die

And the higher bourgeoisie of the city

Didn't believe in the story that they saw on TV

(XLII)

And João couldn't get what he wanted

When he came to Brasilia to have it with devil could

What he wanted was to talk to the president

To help all these people that only…

Suffer…

• Artist:Legião Urbana
• Album:Que País é Este