Tejedores de Ilusión
Tejedores de ilusión, comulgadores
Tejen grandes vendas para ocultar
La estancada realidad en que vivimos
Una triste dignidad
Un nuevo día vendrá que cantaremos
Chararira, chararirarau
Estancadores de emoción, predicadores
Hablan de crisis moral
Cuidan tanto sus costumbres
Y tu pena crece más
Y nuestra vida sigue igual
Un nuevo día vendrá que cantaremos
Chararira, chararirarau
Un nuevo día vendrá que bailaremos
Chararira, chararirarau
Eh, eh, ehh
Que cantaremos
Chararira, chararirarau
Cuidan tanto sus costumbres
Y tu pena crece más
Cuidan tanto sus costumbres
Y tu pena y vida sigue igual
La vida sigue igual
La vida sigue igual
Weavers of Illusion
Weavers of illusion, communicators
Weave large bandages to hide
The stagnant reality in which we live
A sad dignity
A new day will come that we will sing
Chararira, chararirarau
Emotion blockers, preachers
Speak of moral crisis
They care so much about their customs
And your sorrow grows
And our life remains the same
A new day will come that we will sing
Chararira, chararirarau
A new day will come that we will dance
Chararira, chararirarau
Eh, eh, ehh
That we will sing
Chararira, chararirarau
They care so much about their customs
And your sorrow grows
They care so much about their customs
And your sorrow and life remain the same
Life remains the same
Life remains the same