Composer: Ary Lobo
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Senhor
Baixai seus olhos divinos
Para ver o desatino
Que se pratica na terra
Só há luta, sangue e guerra
Desordem e depredação
Negam água a quem tem sede
Quem tem fome negam pão
Salve sua filha dileta
Das mão desses falsos profetas
Que a levam a perdição
As suas leis esquecidas
Não encontram mais guaritas
Nessas almas tão daninhas
Tudo errado encontraste
O certo senhor ditaste
Sempre em tortas linhas
As tuas leis foram mortas
Os homens em linhas retas
Vão fazendo as coisas tortas
Translation
Lord,
Lower your divine eyes
To see the folly
That is practiced on Earth
There is only struggle, blood, and war
Disorder and depredation
They deny water to those who are thirsty
They deny bread to those who are hungry
Save your beloved daughter
From the hands of these false prophets
Who lead her to perdition
Your forgotten laws
No longer find shelters
In these souls so harmful
You found everything wrong
You dictated what is right, Lord
Always in crooked lines
Your laws were killed
Men in straight lines
Are doing things crooked
