Yga, ywy, tupiuara. Yga, ywy
The cold side of the spirit is blinded by revenge
And our ancestors still mourn the blood on the floor
Shouts, crippling in sacred grounds feed the forests
Our souls strengthened for the clash

It's time for pain, (time for pain)
It's time for storms (time for storms)
The time has come to evoke the great spirit

Beyond the last bend of the river
(Beyond the last bend of the river)
There is a beautiful enlightened place
(enlightened place)
Between us there is, a deep black mirror
There is no way out of the enchantment
No way
Deep inside of the bodies there is still pain
And our ancestors cry out for freedom again
Shouts, crippling in sacred grounds feed the forests
Our souls strengthened for, clash

It's time for pain, (time for pain)
It's time for storms (time for storms)
The time has come to evoke the great spirit

Beyond the last bend of the river
(Beyond the last bend of the river)
There is a beautiful enlightened place
(enlightened place)
Between us there is, a deep black mirror
There is no way out of the enchantment
No way

Shouts, crippling in sacred grounds feed the forests
Our souls strengthened for the clash

Beyond the last bend of the river
(Beyond the last bend of the river)
There is a beautiful enlightened place
(enlightened place)
Between us there is, a deep black mirror
There is no way out of the enchantment

Beyond the last bend of the river
There is a beautiful enlightened place
(enlightened place)
Between us there is a, deep black mirror
There is no way out of the enchantment
No way