Emoriô / Dia da Caça (part. Gilberto Gil)

Hey, emoriô
Hey, emoriô
Emoripaô

Emoriô must be
A Yoruba word
A word of love
A flavor

Emoriô must be
Something from there
The sun, the moon, the sky
For Oxalá

Day of the hunt, of the hunter
Day of the forest, of the killer
I feel free from evil, free from evil
Free from anguish, free from pain

Broke for a week, but I won't sink
Asking for protection from the shaman aiatolah
Forget it, leave the complaint behind
Selection is natural
Sifted, to sift

Day of the curse
Day of the cure
Day of idleness
And the hard life
To conquer, you must have bravery

Hold the waist of dark skin
You touch
But don't get sick
What the Rasta does leaves a trail, brother

Free from evil, free from evil
Free from anguish, free from pain
Free from evil, free from evil
Free from anguish, free from pain

Go see if it's possible, shake
Go see if it's possible
Drag that sandal, girl
Go see if it's possible (go see)