Lyrics of Salve - Tommy Guerrero, Curumin

Salve (original)

Pra lá pra ca de banda de role
Nessa selva eu suave salve, salve!
Sinta os seus pés, bata o calcanhar no chão
A rua reclama me chama de contramão
O mormaço amolece a moleira vazia
Pisando macio morando da filosofia
Da elegância total
Subindo e descendo na reta curva e diagonal
Dos pensamentos em estado de insônia
Sem filtro e sem amônia
Nos caminhos tortos da babilônia
Sonhando com um gramado verdinho
E limpo estendidos os brancos lençóis e fronhas
It’s free to me, liberta DJ
E o mestre de cerimonias, salve!
Pra lá pra cá de banda de role
Nessa selva eu suave salve, salve!

(translation)

For every role band
In this soft jungle, save, save!
Feel your feet, tap your heel on the floor
The street complains call me the wrong way
The mormaço softens the empty softener
Treading softly living in the philosophy
Of total elegance
Going up and down on the curved and diagonal line
From thoughts in state of insomnia
No filter and no ammonia
In the crooked ways of Babylon
Dreaming of a green lawn
The white sheets and pillowcases are stretched clean
It's free to me, free DJ
And the master of ceremonies, hail!
Back and forth from role band
In this soft jungle, save, save!