Chuva Ácida [English translation]

"So the only thing that we want right now is for justice to be done. The whole river's gonna have to be restored."

Mutant fish invading congress

Vomiting pollutants with the printed logo, B and R

Those from the swamps don't forget

The victims perish, families go mad

The giant crab butchering your bodies

Annihilate your families, throw them to the crows

Bizarre oil-powered herons, without pity or pain

Pecking your eyes, flying over fields

A selection of death, morbid thoughts

Reality, flesh and bones

As a human being, I keep on destroying what I can

This lift will only go down, the devil is my associate

They opened (uuh) Pandora's box

Simon says: Leave now!

The rain is spreading, all of the seas

Ouch ouch, ow ouch, it burns

Cellphone batteries, cesium and the likes

The invisible plague maculating the air

Mercury in rivers, diesel in seas

The soil is sterile, it has done its part

Uuh, uuh, save the planet

Candy wrapper on the ground, that's fucked up

The sadistic monster is ahead

Leave this vicious cycle and recycle your mind

My rhyme is voracious, arduous and hot

This creole is crazy and my plans are insane

And the future is in the blink of an eye, are you aware?

That guy over there's melting

They are like, looking at me

Third sector, come here, we have money

They sell the image that they're nice

Swimming backstroke, alligator hugs you

They are like, looking at me

Third sector, come here, we have money

They sell the image that they're nice

Swimming backstroke, alligator hugs you

In a universe of horrors, tuberculosis

Cancer, tumors, chagas

That the silver doesn't notice

Lives whose respect, they've seen nothing

Crack is nothing, they're destroyng the planet

Soon there will be cows born without tits

In the coffee plantations, cornfields, the plague dominating the harvest

The little water we have will be completely gone

Your bags of money

Won't be able to buy a single glass of Rum

Because they destroyed the sugarcanes, that sweeten the sweet

That sweeetens the bitterness of life

Look around and see so much gathered stupidity

Let's stop this

Learn about selective collection of waste

Archeologists, geologists, anthropologists

Be part of our own

Respect and instruction for the people

So they say yes I can, yes I can, hoy, yes I can

Lords of pride

Vultures will eat your guts in the rubble

Clouds forming, drops deteriorating

The warm legs of death little by little

Little by little carrying us

They are like, looking at me

Third sector, come here, we have money

They sell the image that they're nice

Swimming backstroke, alligator hugs you

They are like, looking at me

Third sector, come here, we have money

They sell the image that they're nice

Swimming backstroke, alligator hugs you

• Artist:Criolo
• Album:Ainda Há Tempo