Massacre lyrics by Escurinho. Tabajara gritou As armas guerreiro É o fogo cruzado Dos bacamarteiros É o cheiro da pólvora O fogo no terreiro Vem chegando a...
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Tabajara gritou
As armas guerreiro
É o fogo cruzado
Dos bacamarteiros
É o cheiro da pólvora
O fogo no terreiro
Vem chegando a mata
A sina do guerreiro
O tiro, a dor
O sangue, o punhal
O ouro atrai
A glória e o mal
Se esconde indiazinha
Da bala perdida
Se embrenha na mata
Descola um lugar
E leva contigo
O que resta da tribo
Não tem outro jeito
Nós vamos brigar!
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