Reis [English translation]

You can't hurt a king with iron and blaze

I would never want a king to catch a fever

I hope the letter to Spain is fast

I hope the sugar cane is golden, the singing servant, the law

At each new cream the open door gets in despair

The arrow is aimed at the sky above

Each caravel that waits for the return of the era

Chimera, the fish knife, and the spite

You can't silence a song, a disagreement

The language that separates the prayer

And that eludes the same God

You can't find any relics in the deep sea

Making the woods recreate havoc

At each new cream the open door gets in despair

The arrow is aimed at the sky above

Each caravel that waits for the return of the era

Chimera, the fish knife, and the spite

Decimating the king, I'm the king

Turning the king into a victim, I'm the king

A feverish outlaw from everywhere, my mistake

From the shroud to the fish knife I used

Each single eluded prayer I preached

Discovering my heart, unbound

Now I know

Consummating the king, I'm the king

Turning the king into a victim, I'm the king

A feverish outlaw from everywhere, my mistake

From the shroud to the fish knife I used

Each single eluded prayer I preached

Discovering my heart, unbound

Now I know

You can't hurt a king with iron and blaze

I would never want a king to catch a fever

You can't silence a song, a disagreement

The language that separates the prayer

And that eludes the same God

• Artist:Maria Gadú
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