Mineira

Clara, open the curtain of the past,
Take the black woman from the cerrado,
Put the Congo king in the congá.
Come on, sing a true samba,
Do what the miner ordered,
Oh! Mineira.

Samba that sambas and shakes,
Hey, brown girl with the soft basket,
Rock to the sound of the tantãs.
Break in the cavaco's balacochê
And wiggle in the balacubaco;
Get tangled in the balagandãs.
Move in the middle, while I samba on the side.
Come in that swaying way
That I'm also bam, bam, bam.

Go, fall into the samba, fall
And the samba goes on until morning.
Go, fall into the samba, fall
And the samba goes on until morning.

Oh, saravá mineira warrior,
Who is the daughter of Ogum with Iansã!