A long time ago in that village forgotten by the Lord
A mighty indian warrior fought using nothing but a bow
He stood there for his people against all strange devils
Surviving fire weapons and surviving the damn flu
Convicted by the crimes that never were his dues
Protects the holy house entries against black magic and evils cheats
If you’re a hustler with no soul, there is no place where you could go
The White Feather will come for you

His father was coral snake, the great chief of the tribe, who tought him that to live is more tha just to be alive
And if you wish your freedom there’s a moutain you must climb
Protects the holy house entries against black magic and evils cheats
If you’re a hustler with no soul, there is no place where you could go
The White Feather will come for you

Jê, Tapuia, Nuaruaque, Cariba
Hei, Ha, Hei Ha, Hei
Hei, Ha, Hei Ha, Hei
Jê, Tapuia, Nuaruaque, Cariba
Hei, Ha, Hei Ha, Hei
Hei, Ha, Hei Ha, Hei
Jê, Tapuia, Nuaruaque, Cariba
Hei, Ha, Hei Ha, Hei
Hei, Ha, Hei Ha, Hei

Protect the holy house entries against black magic and evils cheats
If you’re a hustler with no soul, there is no place where you could go
The White Feather will come for you