Podres Poderes [English translation]

While the men exercise their powers powers

Motorcycles and beetles run the red lights

And miss the greens

We areso loutish

I wished to sing seven hundred thousand times

How beautiful, how beautiful are the bourgeois

And the Japanese, but everything is so much more

Won't we ever do nothing but to confirm

The incompetence of catholic America

Which will always need ridiculous tyrants?

Will, will, will, will

Will this stupid rhetoric of mine

Need to sound, need to be heard for a thousand years more?

While the men exercise their powers powers

Indians and priests and fags, blacks and women

And teenagers make the carnival

I wished to wish to sing in tune with them

Be silent in respect to their trance, in an ecstasy

Be indecent, but everything's so bad

Or every civil and every foreman

In their stupidity will spill too much blood

In the wetlands, in the cities, caatingas and in the woods

Will only the "Hermetisms Pascoals"*

The tones, the thousand tones** and his genial gifts

Save us, will save us from these darkness and nothing more

While the men exercise their powers powers

Kill and die of hunger, of anger, of thirst

Are too often natural gestures

I wish to approach my vagabond singing

Of those who watch for the happiness of the world

Going deeper, "Tims" and "Bens"*** and such

• Artist:Caetano Veloso