(originally by Chico Science & Nação Zumbi)
I can leave here to organize myself
I can leave here to disorganize
I can leave here to organize myself
I can leave here to disorganize
From mud to chaos, from chaos to mud
A robbed man is never wrong
From mud to chaos, from chaos to mud
A robbed man is never wrong
The sun burned, it burned the river mud
I saw a Chié walking slowly
And an aratu back and forth
And a crab walking south
It came out from the mangrove, it became a gabiru
Oh Josué, I have never seen such misfortune
The more misery there is, the more vultures threaten
I took the basket, went to the market to steal tomatoes and onions
I was passing by, he took my carrot
Oh my dear, leave the carrot here
With an empty stomach I can't sleep
And with my belly The busier I started to think
That by organizing myself I can disorganize
That by disorganizing I can organize myself
That by organizing myself I can disorganize
From mud to chaos
From chaos to chaos mud
A robbed man is never wrong.