 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Indigente , by - João Pestana
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Indigente , by - João PestanaRelease date: 31.08.2021
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Song language: Portuguese
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Indigente , by - João Pestana
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Indigente , by - João Pestana| Indigente(original) | 
| Um dia acordei e vendi o cordão na praça | 
| Ouro refinado das minas da desgraça, suado | 
| Com poeira e fumaça, mas mais pesado | 
| Pelo valor associado, meio desvalorizado | 
| Por um punhado de moedas, dei o fruto de pedras | 
| Raízes negras, velhas artérias | 
| Adormecido fermentar de tantas eras | 
| Sustentar de Roma e Tebas, das crias cegas | 
| E de quem tudo vê | 
| Leva o que cintila e arreda pé | 
| O que brilha é pouso da fé, da ganância e santa sé | 
| Massa reza, preza Santos patrões, haja virgens, padres indulgências, doações | 
| Mais abundância nestes verões | 
| Queremos ouvir o tilintar das carteiras | 
| Polvo estica o sei tentáculo, ventosa, é incubadora de barreiras | 
| Mesmo que não queiras, nasces controlado num estado vergado ao convênio sagrado | 
| Hipocrisia corrupção e todos bem bem montados | 
| Num Mercedes agarrado a qualquer mano que se tem safado | 
| Ou nas costas do proletariado | 
| Dinheiro, espatifa tudo | 
| Não há roxo nem laranja que corrompa o teu futuro | 
| Há quem use o metal circular para controlar a casta | 
| Boa sorte comigo chapa ganha chapa gasta | 
| É quem não diz basta, que se deixa levar pela cobra nefasta | 
| Que a vaidade arrasta, se a vida e madrasta | 
| Todo o santo reza pela pasta, enquanto o salmo afasta | 
| Liturgia, quem diria, aquele que a pregava | 
| Nunca foi quem a seguia | 
| E assim cais do fundo para o poço, capital come te o almoço controla moço, | 
| sentes o carpintar dos bichos | 
| És lavado em caprichos, até esquecer que existes | 
| Alguém quis mostrar mas tu não viste | 
| Para suprimir os medos | 
| Foram me dados brinquedos | 
| Para me ligar a este poço de segredos | 
| Boa sugestão Alfredo | 
| Não sabias que eu brincava até descobrir o segredo | 
| Para abusar sem medo | 
| Deus não existe e a resposta está na bola | 
| As vossas ganzas não me fumam e a garrafa não controla | 
| A seringa não penetra a minha pele de estarola | 
| As vossas putas não me apelam solo saio dou à sola | 
| Para quem se consola com isso | 
| Nunca serei submisso ao capricho | 
| Uso o mecanismo para andar sem roda no piso | 
| Mas raro deslizo, vejo a luz e persisto | 
| (translation) | 
| One day I woke up and sold the cord in the square | 
| Refined gold from the mines of disgrace, sweaty | 
| With dust and smoke, but heavier | 
| For the associated value, a little undervalued | 
| For a handful of coins, I gave the fruit of stones | 
| Black roots, old arteries | 
| Asleep fermenting from so many ages | 
| Sustain from Rome and Thebes, from the blind offspring | 
| And who sees everything | 
| Take what flickers and walk away | 
| What shines is the landing of faith, of greed and the holy see | 
| Mass prays, praises Saints patrons, let there be virgins, priests, indulgences, donations | 
| More abundance in these summers | 
| We want to hear the clinking of wallets | 
| Octopus stretches its six tentacle, suction cup, is a barrier incubator | 
| Even if you don't want to, you are born controlled in a state bowed to the sacred agreement | 
| Hypocrisy, corruption and all well-assembled | 
| In a Mercedes clinging to any bro who has been naughty | 
| Or on the back of the proletariat | 
| Money shatters everything | 
| There is no purple or orange that corrupts your future | 
| There are those who use circular metal to control the caste | 
| Good luck with me mate wins spent plate | 
| It is the one who does not say enough is enough, who lets himself be carried away by the harmful snake | 
| That vanity drags, if life and stepmother | 
| Every saint prays for the paste, while the psalm drives away | 
| Liturgy, who knew, the one who preached it | 
| It was never the one who followed her | 
| And so the pier from the bottom to the well, capital eats breakfast, controls young man, | 
| you feel the carpenting of the animals | 
| You are washed on whims, until you forget you exist | 
| Someone wanted to show but you didn't see | 
| To suppress fears | 
| Toys were given to me | 
| To connect to this well of secrets | 
| Good suggestion Alfred | 
| You didn't know that I played until I discovered the secret | 
| To abuse without fear | 
| God does not exist and the answer is in the ball | 
| Your ganzas don't smoke me and the bottle doesn't control | 
| The syringe does not penetrate my stool skin | 
| Your whores don't appeal to me, I just go out and I go alone | 
| For those who take comfort from this | 
| I will never be submissive to the whim | 
| I use the mechanism to walk without a wheel on the floor | 
| But I rarely slide, I see the light and I persist | 
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|---|---|
| The Good the Bad the Ugly | 2000 | 
| The Good, the Bad & the Ugly ft. Don Cisco, Lawless | 2004 | 
| Tardio ft. Lawless | 2021 | 
| Acéfalo ft. Lawless | 2021 | 
| The Good, The Bad, The Ugly ft. Lawless, Don Cisco | 2010 |