No Tempo do Cativeiro
Agostinho Neto
In the Time of Captivity
In the time of captivity
When the master beat me
I prayed to our lady
My God, how the blow hurt
In the time of captivity
When the lord beat me
I prayed to our lady
My God, how the blow hurt
I worked in the fields
In the sugar cane in the ash
The slave was whipped
On the old wooden trunk
When I arrived in Bahia
Capoeira set me free
And even today I still remember
The orders of my master
Work, slave
Slave works
Work, slave
So as not to be beaten
Work, slave
Slave works
Work, slave
So as not to be beaten
