Samba-Enredo 2018 - Meu Deus, Meu Deus, Está Extinta a Escravidão?

I am not a slave to any master
My Paradise is my bastion
My Tuiuti, the slum's quilombo
Is the sentinel of liberation

Brother with light eyes or from Guinea
What will be your worth?
Poor market article
Sir, I don't have your faith
And I don't have your color
I have red blood
The same that flows from the wound
Shows that life laments for both of us
But there's a lack of a heart in your chest
When giving me slavery
And a plate of rice and beans

I was Mandinga, Cambinda, Haussá
I was a Egbá King chained
I suffered in the arms of an overseer
I died in the sugar cane fields where people were planted

Hey, Calunga, hey! Hey, Calunga!
Old Black told me
Old Black told me
Where Lady Liberty lives
There is no iron or overseer

Amparo do Rosário to black Benedito
A cry like the skin of the drum
Made it to the news, written with tears
A ritual, a struggle, a man of color
And so, when the law was signed
A bewildered Moon watched fireworks in the sky
Golden like the flag's gold
I went to pray at the waterfall against cruel kindness

My God! My God!
If I cry, don't take offense
By the light of the lantern
Free the social captivity