Salve
Tommy Guerrero Lyrics


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Letra
Na selva
Pra lá pra ca de banda de role nessa selva eu suave salve, salve!
Sinta os seus pés, bata o calcanhar no chão,
A rua reclama me chama de contramão,
O mormaço amolece a moleira vazia pisando macio morando da filosofia,
Da elegância total subindo e descendo na reta curva e diagonal,
Dos pensamentos em estado de insônia, sem filtro e sem amônia nos caminhos tortos da babilônia, Sonhando com um gramado verdinho e limpo estendidos os brancos lençóis e fronhas,
It's free to me, liberta dj e o mestre de cerimonias salve,




Pra lá pra ca de banda de role nessa selva eu suave salve, salve!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tommy Guerrero's song Salve are about navigating through life in a jungle-like environment. The singer describes moving through the jungle with ease, greeting everyone with a friendly "salve". He encourages the listener to feel the earth beneath their feet and "beat the ground with their heels". The singer suggests that the streets are a place of chaos, with people calling him a "counterflow" as he moves through them. He mentions the heat and how it can affect your state of mind, which may contribute to philosophical thoughts. He talks about the importance of being elegant in the city, being able to navigate through straight lines and curves, and how important it is to have a clear mind. The singer dreams of being on a lush and clean green lawn, with white bedsheets stretched out. He believes that the power of music can uplift and free people, especially the DJ and the master of ceremonies. The song is ultimately about the beauty and difficulty of navigating through life, and how the little things can make a big difference.


Line by Line Meaning

Na selva
In the jungle


Pra lá pra ca de banda de role nessa selva eu suave salve, salve!
Going around smoothly in this jungle, I greet you!


Sinta os seus pés, bata o calcanhar no chão,
Feel your feet, hit your heels on the ground,


A rua reclama me chama de contramão,
The street complains, calling me the opposite way,


O mormaço amolece a moleira vazia pisando macio morando da filosofia,
The heat softens the empty brain, stepping softly while dwelling on philosophy,


Da elegância total subindo e descendo na reta curva e diagonal,
Of total elegance, going up and down in straight, curved, and diagonal lines,


Dos pensamentos em estado de insônia, sem filtro e sem amônia nos caminhos tortos da babilônia,
Of thoughts in a state of insomnia, without filter and without ammonia, in the crooked paths of Babylon,


Sonhando com um gramado verdinho e limpo estendidos os brancos lençóis e fronhas,
Dreaming of green and clean grass, with white sheets and pillowcases spread out,


It's free to me, liberta dj e o mestre de cerimonias salve,
It's free for me, freeing the DJ and the master of ceremonies, I greet you!


Pra lá pra ca de banda de role nessa selva eu suave salve, salve!
Going around smoothly in this jungle, I greet you!




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