Maria Mulambo das Almas

I set down
In a closed cross
Seven bottles of cheap liquor
And seven packs of cigarettes

Black hen, farofa
Candle and palm oil
Bouquet of dead flower
Pepper powder and a padê

Mulambo came
With a rag broom
Stirring the cauldron
Boiling cat blood

She is a witch of the souls She is the Exu
In the trash mouth is Maria Mulambo
I was smoking and drinking, mulambo
I was left abandoned

I lost the woman I love
Mulambo tied a couple of dolls in rags
Killed four feet in the hole
And to this day I am grateful

And the name of this bandit
Sewed on the mouth of the toad
She is a witch of the souls
She is the Exu
In the trash mouth is Maria Mulambo