Caboclo Western
(I)
He had no fear, the so-called João of Holy Christ
That's what they all said when he lost himself
He left behind all the marasmus of the farm
Just to feel the hate that Jesus gave him
(II)
When a child, only thought of being a bandit
Even more so when his father with a shot of a soldier died
He was the horror of the town where he lived
And at school even the teacher with him learned
(III)
He went to church just to steal the money
That the little old ladies put in the altar box
He really felt that he really was different
He felt that that there was not his place
(IV)
He wanted to go out to see the ocean
And the stuff he saw on television
Got money together so he could travel
By his own choice, chose happiness
(V)
He ate all the little girls in the city
Of so much playing doctor,
At twelve he was a teacher.
At fifteen, he was sent to the reformatory
Where his hate grew from all the terror.
(VI)
He didn't understand how life worked
Dicrimination for your class and your color
He got tired of trying to find an answer
And bought a ticket, went directly to Salvador
(VII)
And getting there he went to drink a little coffee
And found a herdsman with whom he went to talk
And the herdsman had a ticket and would miss the trip
But João went to go save it
(VIII)
He said: "I'm going to Brasilia
In this country no better place exists
I've been needing to visit my daughter
I'll stay here, you go in my place."
(IX)
And João accepted his proposal
And in a bus he entered Plantanal Central
He was bemused with the city
Getting out of the bus station, saw the Christmas lights
(X)
"My God, but what a beautiful city,
On New Year's I'll start working"
Cutting wood, the carpenter apprentice
Earned a hundred thousand a month in Taguatinga
(XI)
On Friday he would go to the zone of the city
Waste all his money of a working man
And met a lot of interesting people
Even a bastard grandson of his great grandfather
(XII)
A Peruvian that lived in Bolivia
And many things he brought from there
His name was Pablo and he said
That a business he was going to start
(XIII)
And Holy Christ until death worked
But the money wasn't enough for him to feed himself
And he heard at seven o'clock the news
That always said that his minister would help
(XIV)
But he didn't want conversation anymore
And decided that, with Pablo, he would go would turn himself around
Elaborated once more his saint of a plan
And without being crucified, the plantation he went to start.
(XV)
Very soon the lunatics of the city heard the news:
"There's some good stuff there!"
And João of Holy Christ got rich
And blew away all the traffickers there
(XVI)
He made friends, frequented Asa Norte
And would go to rock partied, to liberate himself
But suddenly
By some bad influence of the little boys in the city
Started to steal.
(XVII)
Right on the first steal he danced
And to hell he went for the first time
Violence and rape of his body
"You'll see, I'll get you all"
(XVIII)
Now Holy Christ was a thief
Fearless and feared in the Federal District
He had no fear of the police
Captain or trafficker, playboy or general
(XIX)
It was when he met one girl
And of all his sins he regretted
Maria Lúcia was a beautiful girl
And his heart to her Holy Christ promised
(XX)
He said he wanted to get married
And a carpenter he returned to being
"Maria Lúcia for always I will love you
And a son with you I want to have"
(XXI)
Time passes and one day comes to the door
A sir of high class with money on hand
And he makes an indecorous proposal
And said that he awaits an answer, an answer from João
(XXII)
"I don't put bombs in newspaper stands
Nor in kids' schools that I don't do
And I don't protect generals of stars
That stay behind the table with ass in hand
(XXIII)
And it's better that you sir get out of my house
Never play with a Pisces, ascendant Scorpio"
But before leaving, with hate in his eyes, the old man said:
(XXIV)
"You lost your life, my brother."
"You lost your life my brother
You lost your life my brother
Those words will enter the heart
I will suffer the consequences like a dog"
(XXV)
And Holy Christ was right after all
His future was uncertain and he went to work
He drunk himself and in the middle of the binge
Found out that he had another working in his place
(XXVI)
He talked to Pablo who wanted a partner
And also had money and wanted to arm himself
Pablo would bring contraband from Bolivia
And Holy Christ resold in Planaltina
(XXVII)
But it happened that some so-called Jeremias,
Trafficker of repute, appeared around there
Found out the plans of Holy Christ
And decided that, with João he would finish
(XXVIII)
But Pablo brought a Winchester-22
And Holy Chist already knew how to fire
And decided to use the gun only after
Jeremias started to fight
(XXIX)
Jeremias, the insolent pothead
Organized a Rockonha and made everyone dance
Disinvirgined innocent girls
Would say that he was christian but didn't know how to pray
(XXX)
And Holy Christ for a long time didn't go home
And the longing started to press him
"I'm going home, I'm gonna see Maria Lúcia
It's about time we get married"
(XXXI)
Getting home then he cried
And to hell he went the second time
With Maria Lúcia Jeremias got married
And a son in her he made
(XXXII)
Holy Christ was only hate inside
And so Jeremias for a duel he called
Tomorrow at two at Ceilandia
In front of lot 14, that's where I'll be
(XXXIII)
And you xan choose your guns
That I'll still finish you, you traitor pig
And I'll kill Mari Lúcia too
That false girl to which I swore my love
(XXXIV)
And Holy Christ didn't know what to do
When he saw the television report
That there was news of the duel on TV
Saying the time and the place and the reason
(XXXV)
On Saturday then, at two o'clock,
All the crowd without delay went there just to watch
A man that shot at backs
And hit Holy Christ, started to smile
(XXXVI)
Feeling the blood in his throat,
João looked at the flags and at the applauding crowd
And looked at the ice-cream man and at the cameras and
The TV people that filmed everything there
(XXXVII)
And he remembered when he was a child
And of everything he lived until there
And decided to finally enter that dance
"If the road to Heaven turned into a circus, here I am"
(XXXVIII)
And on that the sun blinded his eyes
And so Mari Lúcia he recognized
She brought a Winchester-22
The gun that his cousin Pablo gave him
(XXXIX)
"Jeremias, I am a man. Something you are not
And I don't fire upon backs, no
Look over here, insolent son-of-a-bitch
Take a look at my blood and come feel your forgiveness"
(XL)
And Holy Christ with a Winchester-22
Gave five shots to the traitor thief
Mari Lúcia felt regret later
And died with João, her protector
(XLI)
And the crowd declared that João of Holy Christ
Was a saint because he knew how to die
And the higher bourgeoisie of the city
Didn't believe in the story that they saw on TV
(XLII)
And João couldn't get what he wanted
When he came to Brasilia, like the devil could
What he wanted was to talk to the president
To help all these people that only make...
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