Palco

I climb on this stage, my soul smells like talcum powder
Like a baby's bottom
A baby's bottom
My clear aura, only those who are clairvoyant can see
Can see

I bring my band, only those who know where Luanda is
Will know how to value it
Value it
Worth its weight for those who value the crazy drum beat
The drum beat

Eternal fire to drive away
Hell to another place
Eternal fire to consume
Hell, get out of here

(Out of here)
(Out of here)
(Out of here)

I come to the party, I know many have on their forehead
The Sun-God as a sign
A sign
I, as a devotee, bring a basket of backyard joys
From the backyard

There is also a jug, the goddess-music is in charge
Asking to let go
To let go
To pour out the balm, to make the song, to sing the singing
La-la-la

Eternal fire to drive away
Hell to another place
Eternal fire to consume
Hell, get out of here

(Out of here)
(Out of here)
(Out of here)

I climb on this stage, my soul smells like talcum powder
Like a baby's bottom
Baby's bottom
I bring my band, only those who know where Luanda is
Will know how to value it
Value it

I climb on this stage, my soul smells like talcum powder