Guerreira

If you want to know who I am
I am that miner
Daughter of Angola, of Ketu and Nagô
I'm not joking
I sing through the seven corners
I don't fear setbacks
Because I am a warrior
I was born in samba
I grew up, I converted
And no one will knock down my flag

Dance with samba and I fall and sway the basket in the sound of tantãs
I wiggle and roll
I sway and tangle in the balangandãs
Wobble from there that I wobble in this swaying
That I am the best
That samba has no trickery
Goes from top to bottom for those who are your fan
I dance all night long
Until tomorrow morning
I am the warrior miner
Daughter of Ogum with Iansã

Hail Our Lord Jesus Christ!
Epa Babá, Oxalá!

Hail Saint George Warrior, Ogum!
Ogunhê, my Father!

Hail Saint Barbara!
Eparrei, my mother Iansã!

Hail Saint Peter!
Kaô Kabesilê, Xangô!

Hail Saint Sebastian!
Okê Arô, Oxóssi!

Hail Our Lady of Conception!
Odofiabá, Yemanjá!

Hail Our Lady of Glory!
Ora yeyê ô, Oxum!

Hail Our Lady of Santana, Nanã Burukê!
Saluba Bobó!

Hail Saint Lazarus!
Atotô, Obaluaê!

Hail Saint Bartholomew!
Arrobobô, Oxumaré!

Hail the people of the street!
Hail the children!
Hail the old black men!
Pai Antônio, Pai Joaquim de Angola, Vovó Maria Conga!
Saravá!
And hail the Nagô King!

Dance with samba and I fall and sway the basket in the sound of tantãs
I wiggle and roll
I sway and tangle in the balangandãs
Wobble from there that I wobble in this swaying
That I am the best
That samba has no trickery
Goes from top to bottom for those who are your fan
I dance all night long
Until tomorrow morning
I am the warrior miner
Daughter of Ogum with Iansã

Eparrei, Oyá!