Tem Dendê

Has dendê, has dendê
In her own way, in the cinnamon color, has dendê

In the spell and poetry of Bahia has dendê
In Maria from São Pedro there's a secret, has dendê
However, she is the summary of this juice, this sauce
That even in the blink of an eye
Is capable of driving crazy
Has dendê, has dendê
In her own way, in the cinnamon color, has dendê
In the steam of the waterfall, in the riverbank has dendê
In the songs of the Bahian Caetano has dendê
However, what I wanted from Bahia was just her
With her on a sailboat
Without her, to die in the sea