TURN OF THE TIDE
It's Sandrinho, Rapexinho, rascal champion
Hello?
Our contact at Interpol has located the owner of the car.
Everybody dances at the party
I always go to the party
Tomorrow I'll go to the party
I always go to the party
I'm the champion I used to be a thief
I'm the strongest But I don't lie on the ground
I'm from São Miguel And there's no dough
Only Rapexinhos With ink on their skin
With boats on the water And fish on the docks
Always smoking joints Living the vida loca
Little boys singing I'm not gonna cry
I don't have to be rich To roam the sea
Put some milk in the bowl While I slice the bread
God save my grandpa Who died wielding a hoe
The people around me Want all my money
But there in São Miguel No homos live
Just fools with neckties And burned dishes...
I'm from Rabo de Peixe But don't be afraid
A jug makes me thirsty I'm a boozer
Look at my pistol I've never been to school
Strolling down the street Selling Coca-Cola
I'll be gone soon but not just yet
Blood runs through my heart It's a crazy life
Mother, don't cry This is all for you...
This life was not for me
I'm not gonna cry
This life was not for me
I'm not gonna cry
This life wasn't for me
The government and the cops Come here to suck my pecker
Fucking dickhead You're weak, you have no style
I'm out on the streets From sunup to moonrise
From night to day From day to night
It's never gonna stop I'm out of my mind...
FIRE DEPARTMENT
Good morning, Mr. Jeremias.
Being a good father means that doing the right thing
sometimes makes you feel bad.
I'm sorry, Mr. Jeremias.
I still feel the ground beneath my feet
Where my grandparents
Used to dance the pezinho
Black basalt runs through my veins
And memories of quakes and volcanoes
That's why I'm from the Misty Isles
Where seagulls
Come to kiss the land
Subtitle translation by: Rodigo Vaz