Funk iluminado, bateria da mangueiraNosso funk ta ligado de segunda a sexta feira
Funk ritmado com cozinha de primeiraBelo funk revoltado no swingue da rockeira
Funk bagunçado descambando em barulheiraVira funk sossegado do vovô na gafieira
Funk liberado sem receio sem barreiraPelo funk misturado com forró e capoeira
Povo mal nutrido da caatinga, do cerradoVira povo divertido pelo beat do pecado
Povo destemido de miséria ta cercadoBelo povo colorido da mistura derivado
Povo extrovertido generoso e relaxadoNosso povo é resolvido teje certo teje errado
Povo emputecido com destino complicadoPelo povo corrompido que se cala no senado

Fantasiada eu vouDe colombina ou Mulher-Maravilha
Mas seja do que forEu vou cair nessa folia eu vou
De Sacy-Pererê, de astronauta ou d'YemanjaEu quero um beijo quero um sacolejo
Quero pisar nesse chãoEu quero um beijo quero um sacolejo
Ninguem me segura não

It’s not those mics called the overheadsAnd it’s not those crystals that fit into the palm of my handsNo they won’t crack the safe where I piled hundreds of words just for youWill you try to keep me even if I never break the silence ?

You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shedI like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned
We’ll have to gambleConceal our secretsWe’ll have to set asideOur rusty stringsLead and metals pointed upon usOur disclocated concertoShine and shine with our groovy frequenciesShall we try to keep on even if we’re never in tune ?
You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shedI like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned
And if it was a perfect love, it wouldn’t be the same tuneWouldn’t you miss those dirty sounds… untuned ?Untuned…

I’m juggling with 3 hearts in my hands2 will fall and I guess 1 will standNo one knows how long I can pretendNo one knows if this game ever ends
My heart bounces againDamages in sight
Will I ever bend?I wonder if I might

I’ll have to set my 3 hearts on fireThis is a dizzy trick in a weird fairAnd around me curious people gatherThey drool when hearts do burn in the air
My heart dances againDamages in sight
Will I ever bend?I wonder if I might

One day if you don’t mindI’ll take you undergroundWhere the freaks dance aroundUnder the vaults of a forgotten cave
There’ll be crazy bandsActing extremely strangelyThere might be monster gangsWho knows what arises when you’re open to change?
And we’ll be sliding in the darkWith magnifying glassesIt all seems to be so starkBut we love seedy places
And this black will be as brightAs the rays of the sunlightAnd the colours of their smilesWill paint our lips in mauveAnd I’ll stop holding backThose words I love you
A flood of words will gush upWe’ll speak and speak endlesslyWe’ll fill our eyes with passionUnder the vaults of the forgotten cave
Lifted up by the momentOverwhelmed with emotionsOur hearts will skip a few beatsWho knows what arises when you’re open to change?
I know your heart is differentYou don’t resemble what you areSo one day if you don’t mindI’d like to take you underground
Where the black will be as brightAs the rays of the sunlightAnd the colours of the smilesWill paint our lips in mauveAnd I’ll stop holding
Those words I love you

The legend of the marvellousJourneys and heroic deedsThe many adventuresOf Prince Bova
The mighty BogatyrBegins with the tale of his insidious mother
Militrisa KirtiervnaPlotted the deathOf her husbandTsar GuidonSo she could marry her secret lover Tsar Dadon

But when Dadon threwBova into a dungeonMilitrisa’s maternal heartWas deeply touched
The mighty BogatyrAnd so she helped Bova to escape
His two great powers:Unparalleled strengthAnd unearthly beautyEnabled himTo defeat the forces of evil and find his true love:Druzhevna Zenzeveyvna
He then married herAnd he too became a TsarThey had a sonWhom they also called Bova
The mighty BogatyrEnds with the tale of his handsome boy
Bova the elderWhen his son grew upReturned homeCraving for revengeHe beheaded Dadon and his son was crowned Tsar in his place

Good byeFarewell
Today I leaveI can take a plane to anywhereI wonder where you are and if you care
I think I’ll go to SaltaA city located inArgentinaI was told there is a Moon ValleyYou might be sleeping there wearily

I’d wake you up with a kiss you’d be my magical dream
Life is quite curiousLove is fairly viciousI’m kind of hilariousAll the time
That’s my remedyTo this huge comedyI laugh and I peeOn the timeAnd I walk on spaceTo ward off my silly fate
If you’re not in SaltaI’ll move up to South Bolivia
To UyuniYou might be waiting on l’Isla Del SolSitting on a giant cactus tree
And if I don’t find you thereI will take a chance on the
Easter IslandIt all comes down to magic over thereIt’s full of stones and undiscovered caves

There’ll be a gentle spirit to interfere