Samba-Enredo 2024 - Vovó Cici Conta e o Grajaú Canta: O Mito da Criação

The ancients tell that one day
The mission was given to Obatalá
To create the world, see the ayê emerge
To Olodumarê shape dreams
And the old orisha descends from Orun
But will fall asleep in the shade of a palm tree
In the desire for magic, Exú follows the supreme father
The light of Oduduà, faith in enchantment
Poetry pouring into the firmament

Seven days for the ayê to be born
The flourishing of nature, the sea comes to life
Birds fly in the sky drawing the infinite
Singular paradise

In a sad awakening, daring into a new plan
From sand to cotton clouds
Forging, on this ground, the human being
Ê nanã is the mother shaping
Hears the tears flowing, like a child's cry
Ê nanã sees the divine breath
And the father blesses three races and one destiny
Orunmilá takes the axé to all Erê Babá
Guides consciousness to illuminate
A world without malice and prejudice
If it can't be love, let it at least be respect

Ebomi ya beats strongly on the drum
Grandma Cici is from Oxalá, brings the opaxorô
Ebomi ya is the source of knowledge
Sing loudly Grajaú, make your ilê tremble