Guerreira

If you want to know who I am
I'm that miner
Daughter of Angola, Ketu and Nagô
I'm not joking
I sing to the seven corners, I fear no evil
Because I am a warrior

Within samba I was born, raised, converted
And no one will topple my flag (oh-oh-oh)
Within samba I was born, raised, converted
And no one will bring down my flag

Dance with samba and I'll fall
And I swing the basket to the sound of the tambourines
I grind, I lie down and I roll
And I rock and tangle myself in the trinkets

Wobble from there, I'll wobble with that wobble
That I am bam-bam-bam
And samba has no scams
Go from top to bottom for whoever is your fan

I samba all night long
See you tomorrow morning
I'm the warrior miner
Daughter of Ogum with Iansã

Hail Our Lord Jesus Christ!
Hey, Baba, I hope!

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

Hail Saint Barbara!
Eparrei, my mother Iansã!

Hail Saint Peter!
Hey Kabecile, Xango!

Hail Saint Sebastian!
Okay Arô, Oxóssi!

Hail Our Lady of Conception!
Otopiabá, Yemanja!

Hail Our Lady of Glory!
Pray, Oxum!

Hail Our Lady of Santana!
Nana Burukê, Saluba, grandma!

Hail Saint Lazarus!
Atotô, Obaluaiê!

Hail Saint Bartholomew!
Arrobobo, Oxumaré!

Save the people on the streets, save the children, save the old black people!
Father Antonio, Father Joaquim of Angola, Grandma Maria Conga, Hail Mary!
And hail King Nagô!

Dance with samba and I'll fall
And I swing the basket to the sound of the tambourines
I grind, I lie down and I roll
And I rock and tangle myself in the trinkets

Wobble from there, I'll wobble with that wobble
That I am bam-bam-bam
And samba has no scams
Go from top to bottom for whoever is your fan

I samba all night long
See you tomorrow morning
I'm the warrior miner
Daughter of Ogum with Iansã

I will send you, Oya!