Macunaíma

I'm leaving, I'm leaving
I won't be back here anymore
I'll live in the infinite
And become a constellation

Portela presents
Portela presents folklore traditions
Miracles from the backlands to the virgin forest
Haunted by a thousand temptations
Cy, the queen mother of the woods
Fascinated Macunaíma
And under the moonlight became a poem
But to the incarnate son
Passed on every curse

Macunaíma, Indian, white, trickster
Black, sly, sorcerer
Kills the snake and ties a knot

Cy in the form of a star
Gives Macunaíma
A talisman that he loses and wanders
Sings the uirapuru and enchants
Frees the sorrow from his sad heart
The little black boy from the shepherd was his salvation
And defeating the giant
He was the Marquis Piaimã
Macunaíma returns with the muiraquitã
Marupiara in battle and in love
When his stone forever took the monster away
Our hero sang like this

I'm leaving, I'm leaving
I won't be back here anymore
I'll live in the infinite
And become a constellation