Mandu

In the forest
When the eyes are spying
Shadows… Walking in silence
Ready to attack
All through the night
Mandu leads the pack
They fight against slavery, fight for their land
Hearts so full of hate against the crimes of white men
Local informers
They are talking to mandu
«Soldiers are near
Troops in the river»
In his favor
A hidden factor
Natives lie in wait to conquer, crush and main
When the enemy was unprepared they delivered pain!
Mandu, the warrior king
Mandu, glorious, glorious days he will bring
Face to face
Enemies in a bloody war
Deadly arrows claiming lives
Revenge, they have claim
Killing of many
They’re falling down
Blood stains across the parnaíba river
Soldiers meet the death at the hands of native killers