CANGACEIROS, MYSTIC OUTLAWS, HAD DISAPPEARED FROM BRASIL'S NORTHEAST IN 1940.
THE GREATEST CANGACEIRO OF ALL TIME WAS LAMPIÃO WHO COMMANDED
A 25-YEAR FIGHT AGAINST THE GOVERNMENT. AND, STILL TODAY, FROM TIME TO TIME,
A GROUP OF CANGACEIROS APPEARS AND TRIES TO RECOUP THE LEGEND OF LAMPIÃO.
SAINT JORGE IS THE MOST POPULAR CATHOLIC SAINT IN BRASIL,
AND IN THE BRAZILIAN-AFRICAN RELIGIONS, THE ALIKE WOULD BE THE WARRIOR OXÓSSI.
SO, BOTH SAINT JORGE AND OXÓSSI ARE CALLED SANTO GUERREIRO,
AS IN THE SAINT WARRIOR AND THE HOLY WARRIOR.
THE FILM IS INSPIRED BY THIS LEGENDARY WAR:
"THE WICKED DRAGON AGAINST THE SAINT WARRIOR."
ONE CALLS:
"JAGUNÇOS" - RENTAL KILLERS, SUCH AS MERCENARIES.
"CORONÉIS" - THE GREAT LANDOWNERS.
"BEATOS" - MEMBERS OF POOR PEASANT COMMUNITIES WITH MYSTIC ORIENTATIONS.
"SANTA" - THE PERSON WHO SPIRITUALITY GUIDES THESE COMMUNITIES.
- In what year was Brasil discovered? - 1500.
Again. 1500.
And the Independence of Brasil? In what year?
1822.
And the abolition of slavery, in what year?
1888.
Again. 1888.
And the Republic, in what year?
1889.
Again. 1889.
And Lampião, what year did he die?
1938.
Again. 1938.
I turned up, no family or name.
I came, side by side, with the wind, to scare away the last days of hunger.
I bring with me the people from this Brazilian backwood
and I put again on my head, the hat of cangaceiro.
I want to see the men of this city show up...
the pride and riches of the Dragon of Evil.
Today I'll leave but one day I'll be back.
And on this day, with no mercy, I'll leave no stone unturned.
Because revenge has two crosses,
the cross of hate and the cross of love.
Praise the Holy Father three times! Lampião, Our Lord!
Mr. Matos...
I still remember as if it was today.
I was going through a trail when I met Lampião.
He stopped and said... look, I've shed some manly tears...
That's when he said to me; "Antonio, do you want to join the 'cangaço'?"
Oh, doctor!
I sure wanted to, but I was too proud.
And I said no.
And then, appeared that guy Corisco, all blond and handsome...
and said to Lampião: 'Let me finish him off once and for all!'
And do you know what Lampião replied, Sir?
'Not him. He is a tough man.'
'He is an enemy, but a decent one!'
Mr. Matos...
Lampião was my mirror.
After a few days, I was already hunting him down.
At times, our paths would cross… on the road,
and in the middle of a shootout, he would brighten up and yell:
'Antonio, is that you Antonio?'
And when Corisco saw that it was really me, he would become a beast.
Corisco would jump, fire his gun, and the wind would blow so strong
on his hair that it would look like two yellow flags.
Yes, Sir... and later...
and later I killed him.
And then it was all over.
And now… you are telling me…
that cangaceiros still exist.
I refuse to believe...
But I will attend to your request, Sir,
and I want no money for it.
I'll go to the Garden of Piranhas to know if it's true, if they really exist.
Madalena...
go inside and open my old trunk, and put in it my .44 and my hat.
It looks like I'm going on a journey.
Cursed in ten churches
With no patron saint
Antonio das Mortes
Cangaceiro killer
Killer, killer
Cangaceiro killer
Killer, killer
Cangaceiro killer
Killer, killer
Cangaceiro killer
Bring him, Batista...
Batista, bring him...
This is the man, Laura.
Oh, Colonel... I almost forgot, I brought Antonio das Mortes.
Who? Antonio das Mortes?!
Yes, he will stay here for a little bit and keep an eye on the cangaceiros.
Didn't I tell you to bring police backup?
Antônio das Mortes is better.
If he kills these people there will be no problem.
No enquiry, interrogation, press exploitation, and we'll solve it our way.
And, his services are for free.
Matos, jagunços for free can only bring us misfortune!
I don't think it's necessary.
From what I heard, this cangaceiro is just a poser.
You might not be scared, Colonel...
but any screw up can ruin the future of the Garden of Piranhas.
I plan to build an industry here. And the people from the south,
who are the ones putting money here, investing, they demand order.
We need to end with this reputation of violence that the Northeast has.
And also, the land reform is coming to an end with the conflicts.
What? Land Reform?
Yes, Colonel, Land Reform. It's progress! A sign of the times.
Am I supposed to share my land with those wretched people?!
Have you gone mad?
I'm not sharing my land with those bums.
The government is going crazy.
Why are those Sirs getting involved with land issues?
That's my business. They may know about machines, or whatever...
But when it comes to the land, I know best.
I don't want to hear about Americans helping, or land reform, or industries,
or any misfortune. I only want to know about my cattle, my cattle!
And another thing: I'm not scared of any of those jagunços. You hear?
And this Antonio das Mortes, you can send him away or keep him.
All I need is Laura... Laura...
Come stay with me, Laura.
Come, darling, come stay with me.
Land Reform, sharing land… let those lazy bums fight for the land like I did.
All my hard work... I won't share…
They'll only take my land over my dead body.
Don't worry about this old man, he is going nuts.
Take your things to the Inn and wait at the bar for orders.
Laura… Laura…
She'll always be with me.
My land… nobody shall take it from me.
To share my land with people who don't want to work...
Batista, my friend, if Mr. Getúlio Vargas was still alive...
nobody would want to take other people's land.
I blame all of this on the atomic bomb.
Goal!
Loads of gorgeous women in the city, professor! You should be there.
Why would you want a gorgeous woman if you have one right next door?
I'm not the one saying it! People talk…
The voice of the people, professor.
Vox populi, vox dei.
Who taught you latin? The priest?
Speaking of the priest, he's talking me into running for mayor!
Really?
What a great political opponent I'll have, hey?
- What will be your political platform? - The pulpit!
So you're becoming a sacristan, professor?
Yes, Matos… I'm no colonel's servant...
Professor, I will be elected mayor, then state representative,
and if it all works out, senator.
I'll get you a job at the capital, and you'll get paid on time.
Oh, thank God! I haven't received my paycheck in over six months.
Don't be pessimistic. We're about to enter a great economic cycle.
The only cycle I'm familiar with is...
the cacao, the coffee, the gold, the diamond,
the sugar cane, the oil and the rubber.
Professor, the American dollars are going to save this country.
Are they going to save the country or the people that receive them?
The time is coming
I loved, loved so much
What I have suffered because of love Nobody has
I cried, I lost my peace
But what I know
Matos, you pay for our lost time here and the cachaça!
Dona Santa...
it is time to burn who's alive and to destroy the city.
It's a promise I made and I must keep it,
for the contentment of the angels and the happiness of the people.
Respect God, captain Coirana!
Respect God and the Government!
Respect?
And who on earth respects us,
the poor, miserable and dishonoured?
Revenge must come to heal all these years of suffering.
No respect at all!
And no regards!
The past has proven and the future must also do so.
The ones who raise before the Emperor must pay with their head.
The dishonoured ones cry...
cry...
and cry.
The destiny of misery is hell...
hell.
I want to take my ship with its white sail
and return to Africa...
return to my grandpa's Africa.
Nego Antão...
you are full of fear,
and confined in a shelter of ignorance.
The future is on top of the future and not under the past.
I've walked this earth, people,
and have seen the humiliation of others,
and learned a lesson that is in the Holy Bible:
"eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth!"
Before the year of 1945,
Brasil entered a war in distant Europe.
And it was the dictatorship of Mr. Getúlio.
Brasil won one… isn't that right?
Personally, I've lost them all.
Out of fear...
cowardice...
I have even lost sight of the enemy.
Professor,
do you see this hand?
It has killed more than a hundred cangaceiros.
Now I only live in the sadness of the memories.
That's why I had to look for another enemy,
so I could have another life.
That's why I came, to see him up close,
to see if this Coirana is really a cangaceiro.
If he really exists, professor,
I shall have to kill him too.
-My heart -I don't know why
-Beats cheerfully -When I see you
And my eyes go on smiling
And through the streets they follow you
-But even so -You flee from me
Oh if you knew how loving I am And how much I want you
And how sincere my love is, I know you would no longer run from me
-Come -Come
Come feel the heat of my lips
-Seeking yours -Come kill this passion
Which devours my heart
-And only then -I'll be happy
Truly happy...
Cosmas and Damian are here!
I have more than a thousand demands to make
but if I speak of them all the earth will tremble.
I'll only demand the favourite from Lampião's testament.
Men will become women. And women will beg for pardon.
Prisoners will be released and jailers will be locked up.
Prostitutes will get married in the church
with a wedding veil under the full moon.
I want money for my misery and food for my people
and if my demands are not met, I'll be back here again!
Are you for real or are you an apparition? Speak, you devil!
Personally, I don't believe in those clothes you wear.
First, tell me your name, man in a costume.
Whoever opens their mouth like this, will surely be condemned.
Well, prepare your ears and listen.
My name is Antonio das Mortes,
to scare away cowardice and for the misfortune of your luck
And I tell you one more thing:
in Brazilian territory, nor in heaven or in hell,
there is a place for cangaceiro.
Get ready, folks!
Get ready for the duel of the Dragon of Evil against the Saint Warrior!
Get ready!
From Corisco to Lampião, no other lost soul will stay in hell!
Get ready, folks! You are done, Antonio das Mortes!
You are done! Come, Come!
I'm waiting for you with this steel, Antonio das Mortes! Come, you monkey!
Hail Kings, hail crowned Kings
Bastard!
Matos, Matos!
I ordered to stop with this damn singing!
Stop the singing!
I am the Colonel and this is an order!
Stop this damn singing!
Batista, order them to stop with this damn singing.
Stop this singing!
Stop this damn singing!
Stop this singing, it's an order!
Laura, tell them to stop this singing.
Tell them to stop this evil singing.
Stop this singing, it's an order!
Orders from the Colonel.
Stop this singing, you devils!
Stop this singing!
Matos...
Tell them to stop this singing!
Pereira, order them to stop with this singing.
Stop this evil singing!
Stop this singing!
Stop!
Stop! The Colonel is giving an order, you devils!
I am a good man, I am a good man!
I'm like a father to you all.
But Garden of Piranhas is a poor city.
Look at me, look at my clothes, look at my house.
The government is cheating on me, they promised they'd send more food,
more funds for the dam, medication, doctors…
They didn't send anything!
There is nothing I can do!
I'm not Jesus Christ to give out free food. I am a good man...
but I don't work miracles.
Did you all hear? Did you all hear?
Everybody must leave, leave!
But wait, I'll do some charity work.
Batista, Batista! Open up the storage room
and give manioc flour and dried beef to everybody.
But remember, it's a donation. It's charity, Batista...
Matos, my son, I'll make a donation.
I'll give manioc flour and dried beef. Batista, open up the storage room...
and give out manioc flour and dried beef.
Go and tell everybody that I'm a good man...
that I'm a charitable man. I'll give manioc flour and dried beef to everybody.
Antônio Conselheiro from Canudos.
Beato Lourenço from Caldeirão.
Beato Sebastião from Pedra Bonita.
Lampião.
Antônio Silvino, a great poet.
My patron Saint Ciço from Juazeiro...
And so many more that went mad trying to change this backwood.
God made it, nobody changes it!
That cangaceiro!
Why didn't Antonio das Mortes finish him already?
I believe more in Mata-Vaca...
Professor...
did you pay close attention to that Santa?
Antonio...
you got yourself a cangaceiro...
and now a Santa?
What do you want with that Santa?
She reminds me of a girl that I met in Pernambuco.
She slept with the colonel's son
and ended up pregnant.
Then she left, tried to start again
at the banks of the San Francisco River.
She got tuberculosis,
fell in the river
and the piranhas ate her...
not even her bones remained.
Resquiescat in pace!
Kyrie...
Kyrie eleison…
Antonio das Mortes...
Stand before me…
Bem-te-vi...
Passo Preto...
Gavião...
Curuçá...
Corisco...
I will avenge you all...
and all your brothers...
Captain Virgulino...
governor of the backwood...
Antonio...
let's take him up because if he dies here
they're all going to come down again
and I don't want to be bothered with
a new blood shed.
Virgulino...
Corisco...
the piranhas got me...
they got me...
I will kill them...
kill them, I will...
Captain Virgulino...
I will avenge you...
avenge...
Corisco...
I will avenge all of you...
everybody...
Captain...
I'll kill... I will kill...
Antonio das Mortes...
Antonio das Mortes, I'll kill you...
It's when the endless war begins.
And where did you hear that?
From God's mouth,
but I don't speak in God's name.
My parents and my grandparents
were blessed by Him...
and they all finished in your hands.
My brothers went to the cangaço...
and they all died in your hands.
And now these people...
will also die in your hands.
If Coirana dies...
the rest of the people will die
from starvation and thirst.
Dona Santa...
I have been in more than ten churches
but never had no patron saint.
I swear I only came here
to know if it's true...
if the cangaceiro really exists,
because I thought Corisco had been the last one.
But I no longer want to kill.
And if I murdered your parents, your grandparents…
and your brothers...
Please forgive me, Dona Santa.
The man who kills his brother is thrown to the bottom of the sea.
Now leave, Antonio...
And go along those crossroads of fire in the world
asking for forgiveness for the crimes you have committed.
Look, Antonio das Mortes
Look at the proofs of torture
I left on the back of a truck
Thinking one day I'd be rich
And then when I arrived
In Minas Gerais
I soon found out I had become a slave
They sold me to work
In the woods of Mato Grosso
Only the strong would go on
And the weak would surrender
Came the rage And the longing
And I set off to Bahia
And when I got to Juazeiro I saw
When I got to Juazeiro I saw
An old man selling his daughter
For a couple of bucks
Then I stole her and went Into the backwoods
Until
The borders of Alagoas
When I saw him arriving I said:
Here comes the helpers of misery
And I dug up my grandma's clothes
And gave it to her
And I gave him the name Coirana
The poisonous snake
And we wandered through trails
Through borders Through trash
Gathering the miserable
The man who kills his brother is thrown to the bottom of the sea.
Now leave, Antonio...
And go along those crossroads of fire in the world
asking for forgiveness for the crimes you have committed.
You are the Dragon, Antonio!
You are!
The whole backwood knows
that under your cape there's a golden shirt
and that's why no bullet can get to your chest...
Gold...
that you got from the rich by killing the poor.
Antonio...
What's wrong, Antonio?
Priest...
Priest…
I need to talk to Mr. Matos...
Priest, for the love of God,
bring him here.
Can't you see, you will only be like Horácio
the day you have the courage to kill him!
At least Horácio is more of a man than you are...
he had the courage to enslave everybody.
I also owe him a lot.
But now I no longer know if it was better to have left Bahia.
When he dies, we will inherit all of it.
I want you to honour your promise to take me away from here.
I need to restart my life and will only be able to when he is dead.
But, Laura... Understand: I'm not a murderer!
You are the chief of police.
You arrest and kill to help Horácio, and you are not a murderer?
Yes, you are a murderer!
Second class murderer.
When you spoke of killing Horácio, I thought you'd have the courage…
Now, I don't even know what's worse:
to kill or to not have the courage to kill.
Sir...
I'm going to ask of you something difficult...
Tell the Colonel
to open the storage room
and to give what's left of the food to Coirana's people.
There's more, Sir...
and to let them stay here planting in these lands.
But, Antonio, did I bring you here to make this kind of request?
Have you thought of what you are asking for?
After I saw those people up close...
I felt something I had never felt before.
And the heart works in ways that are impossible to explain.
The food in the storage room is there to be sold
and these lands belong to the Colonel.
God made the earth and the Devil made the barbed wire.
If the Colonel has sinned...
he must pay.
I am only asking you for this, Sir.
To take my message to him.
Do you want to make a good deal?
You find a way of killing the Colonel...
and I'll do as you request.
And I'll even give you a small farm so you can die in peace.
You are an educated man...
but my ignorance is shameful.
I'll only kill the Colonel...
if he refuses to attend my request.
So why don't you go ahead and speak to him?
It was your hand, Sir...
it was your hand that crossed my destiny.
Now you have to continue until the end.
If I went after a filthy man...
It's in the filth that I'll clean myself up.
That is life, Sir:
God writes straight with crooked lines.
You are so irresponsible! You disappoint me!
But, Colonel...
Shut up!
I've had a lot of experience with jagunços!
You called this jagunço, this assassin, here?!
- This is absurd! - Laura, please, tell Colonel...
- that I spoke… - I know this kind of people...
- Colonel... - It's different with jagunços...
We whip jagunços… that's what I do, I whip them!
- Batista saw me speaking to him... - Batista?
Shut up, shut up!
I spoke to him, Antonio. There is no way.
The man was like a beast!
You should have seen, he was mad, really mad, he became a beast.
The man is a beast, Antonio! No way, he won't understand.
He doesn't understand anything!
Antonio, please...
You are my friend, aren't you? Look...
You were in Salvador, and I got you out. Remember?
Antonio, you were hiding, nobody else knew who you were...
I got you out of there. Do you want money?
I want you to leave, you are my friend, I'll give you money.
Antonio! Do you want money?
Antonio, Coirana is dead. He died. So you must leave.
I watched from the box seats Your failure
If you don't leave, he'll become a beast!
He might think that I'm to blame for all of this, Antonio!
- People from the Garden of Piranhas. - Please, do you hear me, Antonio?
- Do you hear me, Antonio? - Come and watch the judgement...
of a tremendous scoundrel!
Anonio, Coirana is dead, Coirana died!
I'll sort out all the problems, I'll be mayor...
and I'll give food to all of them! Do you understand, Antonio?
Everybody will have enough to eat.
I count on you. Let's have a drink.
Antonio...
Do you hear me, Antonio? I'm speaking to you, Antonio! Do you hear me?
Clown… Clown…
Do you hear me, Antonio?
Stop bothering me, you drunken bum!
Drunken bum! Drunken bum, respect me!
Sir, I've been looking for a place to stay for a long time.
Now, I'll stay on the other side… right next to the Santa.
Now I know who the enemies are.
Who is it?
God bless you.
Mata-Vaca!
How are the people of Minas Gerais?
Take a seat, my son. Sit.
Laura!
Where are you?
Laura!
Matos!
You dirty rat!
Matos, you are a traitor!
Dirty rat!
You miserable dog!
Matos, I took you out of the gutter. I promise you the townhall
and that's how you show your gratitude!
Making me look like a fool! With my wife!
You have made me lose my honour! You have ruined my life!
Look, you son of a bitch, I called Mata-Vaca to kill Antonio das Mortes,
but first he will kill you!
You were my son! I was going to give you everything!
- It's a lie, Colonel! It's a lie... - How could you do this to me?!
It's no lie! Batista saw it, he told me! Batista is my friend!
Mata-Vaca! Mata-Vaca! Bring her!
You will kiss him in front of everybody!
In front of the whole city!
Kiss him, kiss him in front of everybody!
Kiss him so the whole city can see!
- It's a lie, Colonel! I swear it's a lie... - Mata vaca, make them kiss, Mata-vaca.
So the whole city can see.
Carolina went to the samba, Carolina To dance the 'xenhenhém', Carolina
Everybody was impressed, Carolina! With her sweet-smell, Carolina
Hum hum hum, Carolina
People who never danced, Carolina
Danced that day, Carolina
Just because of the sweet-smell, Carolina, Everybody was there
Save me, Matos! You promised you'd take me away from here.
Save me, my love!
Save me!
Stop, Mata-Vaca!
Stop!
Stop, Mata-Vaca!
Batista, Batista, my friend...
Batista! Where are you, Batista? Batista...
Batista where are you? Mata-Vaca!
Mata-Vaca, where is Batista?
What did they do to you, Batista, my friend?
Besides betraying me... he also killed you...
You are Colonel's servant, Matos!
You will always be his servant, Matos!
Recognize it.
- You are a coward. - Batista, my friend...
Let's finish them, Mata-Vaca!
- Coward. - Gun them down!
- Coward! - Batista, my friend!
Now you must decide, Matos.
You can either die here or outside...
Come on, Matos...
decide!
Coward...
Batista...
It's me, Batista.
Batista, why didn't they kill me instead of you?
Leave it to me, Horácio.
I'll kill this bastard myself.
Revenge, Batista!
Batista...
Revenge, Batista!
There comes Corisco
And Lampião
Leather hat
Rifle in his hands
Dona Santa...
this man is mine now.
Let me bury him in the deep backwood.
Mata-Vaca,
it's time for justice to continue.
Go up there and finish off those wretched people.
Professor...
Mata-Vaca is going to kill all the devotees!
I looked for Antonio das Mortes, but he has disappeared!
The Colonel ordered him to kill the devotees!
We must do something, we must do something...
We must do something! The Colonel ordered him to kill the devotees...
The Colonel ordered him to kill the devotees!
Professor, we must do something, we must do something...
I can't do it alone. This one is already dead.
This one is dead already. We must take care of the living!
Laura, come protect me against the demons of darkness.
Come, Laura.
I dreamt... I dreamt that Antonio das Mortes was going to kill me.
Laura, come stay with me, Laura! Come protect me!
Call Mata-Vaca, Laura!
Antonio das Mortes is going to kill me.
It was destiny, Dona Santa...
destiny held my arms down.
I lost my strength...
I'm worthless now.
I'm leaving, I'm going back to the city, back to the city!
I'll find the same degradation!
And I will go around, around…
getting beaten... suffering, suffering, getting beaten and beaten...
go around, suffering, crying...
Brasil, Brasil...
It's when the endless war begins.
Get up, shake off the dust And move on
I cried
Didn't try to hide
Everyone saw and pretended
to feel sorry for me, no need
There where I wept, anyone would
Move on like I did, I want to see who can
A righteous man doesn't Stay on the floor
Neither wants a woman to reach out and help
Acknowledges the fall but doesn't give up
Get up, shake off the dust And move on
I cried
A hundred old negroes died Who no longer worked
A dog called 'Traz Cá', 'Vira-Volta' and 'Capataz'
'Tromba Suja' and 'Bigodeira' Another called Goteira
Satan's brother in law
Let's talk about the arrival When Lampião knocked
A kid, very young, appeared at the gate:
Who are you, gentlemen? Kid, I am cangaceiro
Lampião answered
Not kid, I'm the watchman And I'm not your partner
And here you don't enter Before telling me who you are
Kid, open the gate And know that I am Lampião
I haunt the whole world
So this watchman Who works at the gate
Didn't care and made no distinction
If you don't do what you have to You get yourself in trouble
No use for forgiveness there
The watchman said: You stay here and I'll go in
And talk to the boss in The cabinet at the centre
Surely he doesn't want to But according to what he says
I'll take you inside
Lampião said: off you go! No time to lose with chit-chat
Hurry and come back quick I want no delay
If you don't let me in I'll turn all this upside down
Set fire and then go…
The watchman went and said To Satan in the parlour:
Your Grace should know That Lampião has arrived
Saying he wants to come in And I came to ask
Should I allow him in or not?
No sir, Satan said, Tell him to leave
Only bad people arrive here? I am getting very angry
And now I feel like Kicking out more than half
Of the people in here!
Lampião is a bandit Thief with integrity
Only comes to demoralise My property
Even I won't look for scab to scratch
If I don't have to.
The watchman said: Boss, things will go sour
I know he'll go mad If he's not allowed to enter
Satan said: that's nothing Get all these people
And take whatever you need
Take 3 dozen negroes Between men and women
Go to the hardware store Get all the guns you need
And good to get some of Those negroes that have guns
And Lucifer's godfather too
And the negroes got together First arrived Fuchico
With an old blunderbuss Shouting to 'Cão de Bico'
To bring the wooden stick And to go get 'Tangença'
At the house of 'Maçarico
And then came Cambota Straightening his cap
'Formigueiro', 'Trupe-Zupe' And the negro Quelé
Banzeiro and Pacaia Rabisca and Cordão de Saia arrived
and went to call Banzé
And came a lady-devil In her pantyhose
And pulled a rod from the fence Saying: things are ugly
Today hell is breaking loose! And shouted: Hey 'baiana'
Now we're in for a battle!
And out went the armed troop to the square
Pistol, knife and machete Rifles and bombs
Along also came a black women With a kitchen tripod
And a pestle
When Lampião realised The troop of negroes ahead
He said: just at Abyssinia Oh! Darn negro troop!
The chief of the battalion Shouted: Guns in your hands
And fire, negroes!
Antonio das Mortes...
Here I am with Mata-Vaca and a bunch of brave jagunços
and they are all willing to fight till the last drop of blood
to defend their father who protects them.
Hey!
I was against Lampião, Antonio Conselheiro...
but I am cut from the same cloth as them!
Antonio das Mortes!
Come out!
Come out and let's get things even right here in the square,
before the church, with these blind and cowardly people as witness
who hide behind their windows and underneath their beds.
Antonio das Mortes!
If God will help a criminal, he will stay by my side
because I have spilt less blood than you.
Antonio das Mortes, come out!
Colonel!
Time is coming!
Now the city will start to see.
Who's talking?
It's the man who has never shed anyone's blood
but who is now willing to shed his own blood so as to avenge
half of this backwood, to right the wrongs.
As the Holy Bible says:
"An eye for an eye and
a tooth for a tooth".
So you are the Plague's Angel!
The beast I was waiting for.
Not that miserable cangaceiro.
It could only be a man like you,
one of those wretched nomads, that come from the city
to sow the seeds of destruction.
I hear you, pest, I hear you, evil angel.
Professor...
I have something else to tell you, sir.
We fight together in this fight,
but in a different way.
Politics is with you...
My business is only with God.
Fine, Antonio...
I'll share the enemy with you.
You fight with your courage
and I'll fight in your shadow.
No, Professor.
Fight with the strength of your ideas
for they are worth more than me.
I want the so-called Mata-Vaca to appear!
Coward, runner, son of a monkey!
Get ready to pray at the tip of my machete...
- come six just to start! - Mercy, my God
Mercy, my God
Antonio das Mortes arrived
Mata-Vaca ran off
Antonio das Mortes arrived
Mata-Vaca ran off
Fearing his machete Mercy, my God
Antonio das Mortes arrived
Mata-Vaca ran off
Antonio das Mortes arrived
Mata-Vaca ran off
Fearing his machete
This voice heard gunshots Just like popcorn in a bag
Lampião jumped so that He looked like a monkey
There was a negro in the middle…
The shootout was already longer than an hour
The dust covered everything The negro tangled and moaned
However Lampião wasn't wounded yet
Because of his energy
Lampião got a pebble and made it ripple on the ground
The stone broke the glass In the wall
A blue flame appeared Setting the market on fire
and the cotton warehouse
Satan seeing this fire, Rang a bell to call
And all the negroes that were fighting ran
Lampião saw that there was no one to fight anymore
And also decided to leave
There was great damage in hell this day
All Satan's money was burnt
The attendance list was burnt
And six hundred was lost only in merchandise
Satan complained: a greater horror we didn't need
The bad years of harvest and now this beating
If there's not a good winter, very soon here in hell
No one will buy a shirt
Readers I'll now finish telling you about Lampião
Although I really can't I'm gonna give you an ending
In hell he didn't stay In heaven he didn't arrive
for sure he's in the backwood
Whoever doubts this story and think it wasn't so
Making fun of what I say Not believing in me
Go buy some fancy paper write to hell
and find out from Caim
Cursed in ten churches
With no patron saint
Antonio das Mortes
Cangaceiro killer
Killer, killer
Cangaceiro killer
Killer, killer
Cangaceiro killer
Killer, killer
Cangaceiro killer
Killer, killer
Cangaceiro killer