Zumbi

Zumbi, warrior commander
Ogunhê, chief blacksmith
Of the captaincy of my head
Grant freedom to my heart

My sword spreads the sun of war
Breaks bushes, sweeps skies and land
The happiness of the black is a warrior happiness
Of the maracatu, of the maculelê and the street kid

My sword spreads the sun of war
My quilombo glowing in the mountains
Just like the fan, the tap dance of the samba school master
Downhill fall, stingray tail, marijuana fire

In every crack, in every fuse, in the gunpowder
In every interval of the endless war
I sing, I sing, I sing, I sing, I sing, I sing like this:

The happiness of the black is a warrior happiness!
The happiness of the black is a warrior happiness!
The happiness of the black is a warrior happiness!

Brazil, my Brazilian Brazil
My great yard, my cradle and nation
Zumbi protector, patron guardian
Grant freedom to my heart