Samba-Enredo 2025 - Quem Tem Medo de Xica Manicongo?

Just don't come and judge me, oh oh
For the mouth that I kiss
By the color of my blouse
And the faith that I profess
Don't come and judge me
I know my desire
This accusing finger
Won't make me stop
I've been saying no for a long time
To the old Christian discourse
I am Manicongo
There are two heads in one heart
There are so many and only one
I am the transition
I carry two worlds on my shoulders

I came from Africa Mother, eh-oh
But if life is vain, eh-oh
Mumunha
Jimbanda made me
Nganga is root
I take the bull by the horns

The queue, inverted and vulgar
The voice that silenced the Cis theme
The Conservative Witch
Pleasure and pain
I went to pigeon-spinning in Jurema

Call the Razor, the one from Praia and Padilha
The persecuted in the popular parade
And Mavambo prays from the same hymn book
For those who are afraid, my people will shout

I crossdressed
I'm at the corner crossroads
To face the massacre
So be it done

My Tuiuti
That Brazil is flat earth
Have human awareness
Girl lives in smoke

Hey! Pajubá!
Acuendá without xoxá to make a fuss
It's Mojuba
Put marafo, cornmeal and palm oil (for Exu)