Mundo Velho (part. José Camillo)

God made the world so beautiful
Only beauty surrounds
Putting it there in space
New Moon and Full Moon
He made the Sun and divine light
May the whole world become clear
In the sky the stars are still
The Moon and the Sun walk

God made the sea blue
And the mermaid's castle
He made big and small fish
And he also made the whale
He made the land where I formed
My crenellated coffee plantation
Lowlands full of water
Where my rice caches

God made beautiful waterfalls
There in the mountains it winds
Made a talking parrot
Birds that chirp
Tangará sings in a flock
Nature bridges
For the feathered caterers
That taps on the branch

Old world has changed so much
That sand is already entering
Big steps on the small
Poor things, disorienting
Those who work have nothing
He who cheats gets rich
Poor people don't gain demand
Rich people don't go to jail

In the morals of the old world
Those who are useless trample
The commandments of God
There are people who even hate it
Churches are empty
In the past they were full
What is bad is increasing
No one sows what is good

Oh my God come to earth
Because things are bad here
But come prepared
Bring whip and leash
There are even naked women
In place of the Holy Supper
Only God can put an end to it
In what the devil disorients