Maracás do Rio Negro

Let the tribes of the Upper Rio Negro enter
Play the maracas!
The smoke announces
Play the maracas of the Rio Negro
Play the maracas of the Rio Negro
Play the maracas of the Rio Negro
The smoke announces

The bride sails
The wind messes up your hair
Fills your ears with secrets
Stars in the sky are the eyes of the bride

She travels
Plowing meadows and streams
Morning star, morning sun
Weaves the dream the color of the forest
The indigenous rowers sing

Play the maracas of the Rio Negro
Play the maracas of the Rio Negro
Play the maracas of the Rio Negro
The smoke announces

The bride sails
Macaw feathers in the headdress
The bride sails
At the fern altar she will marry
Gourds of chibé, rounds of snuff
The chief wears the mantle of the Barés
Intertribal marriage
The smoke announces