Malandro

Trickster
I've been wanting to talk to you
Do you know that Zeca died?
Because of fights he had with the law
Trickster
I know you don't even care about
Being a capoeira, mixed-race kid
Lost in the world, dying of love

Trickster
It's me who speaks to you on behalf of her
Who on the catwalk is the flag bearer
And there in the favela has a name of a flower
Trickster
I just ask you to be careful
Things are not going so well on your side
Otherwise, you'll kill Rosinha with sorrow

Trickster