Tekst
There were many of them
They were gathered near the wood
We had only handmade tools
And the clothes in which we stood
When the fire was started and
The forest filled with smoke
Soon we saw the doubled frames
Of nearby village folk
The ruling party wielded
The means to terrify
But evil only triumphs
When we good men stand by
Miners brought the mercury
That made the river bend
Bolsonaro's loggers
Will leave nothing to defend