⚖️ Construção vs. Deus Lhe Pague (Chico Buarque)

Aganju, Shango

Alapala, Alapala, Alapala

Shango, Aganju

A little boy, the age of three

He asked about his family tree:

"Oh, father, who is my grand papa?"

The father said: "My boy, grandpa is dead

And right before he died

He told me who was my grandpapa

"My grandpapa, your grandpapa's

Daddy was born in Africa

A king, a tribal king Yoruba

"So you, my boy, you've got to be

Yourself a little new Shango"

Oh, Aganju, baba Alapala

Aganju, Shango

Alapala, Alapala, Alapala

Shango, Aganju

Alapala, egun, spirit of the family man

Ancestral soul of our tribe until this day

The tribe of Aganju-Shango, an axe is in his hand

His lightning axe could strike the sky above

And make the sound of crashing thunders threaten God

And that is why Shango became a God himself

And that is why you should be proud, my boy

Por esse pão pra comer, por esse chão pra dormir
A certidão pra nascer e a concessão pra sorrir
Por me deixar respirar, por me deixar existir
Deus lhe pague

Pela cachaça de graça que a gente tem que engolir
Pela fumaça e a desgraça que a gente tem que tossir
Pelos andaimes pingentes que a gente tem que cair
Deus lhe pague