When the bullet strikes the bell • it strikes more than metal
So much pain in that boy • who trusted in the cathedral
He took refuge • from his lonely destiny
Who could tell what would be • your eternal dream, my boy.

Candelária, Candelária • for whom do your bells toll
Would it be for those who clamour • or perhaps for those still silent
In the misery of the people • what decides is the rifle
How shameful Candelária • you're the emblem of Brazil
How shameful Candelária • you're the emblem of Brazil.

When the lead weighs heavy • on the conscience of whoever has one
Out to the world go the screams • which come to us now from afar
It makes me want to send them back • the lead too
for justice only exists • for convenience's sake.

Whoever left the kids • running loose in aimless streets
Locked up Christ within the walls • and shut the gate of heaven
What do I do, what do you do • with the bestial
Model that corrupts • when it comes from authority itself.

This song is from the CD Art in movement