Samba Landó

On the cloak of the night
The Moon is sparkling
On the cloak of the night
The Moon is sparkling
Shining brightly
To establish a jurisdiction
Freedom for the blacks
Chains for the slave owner

Samba landó, samba landó
What do you have that I don't?
Samba landó, samba landó
What do you have that I don't?

My father, being so poor
Left a lavish inheritance
My father, being so poor
Left a lavish inheritance
To stop being things
He said with full courage
Pay attention, my friend
New slave traders are coming

Samba landó, samba landó
What do you have that I don't?
Samba landó, samba landó
What do you have that I don't?

People say what a shame
That I have dark skin
People say what a shame
That I have dark skin
As if it were trash
Thrown on the pavement
They don't know the discontent
Among my mature race

Samba landó, samba landó
What do you have that I don't?
Samba landó, samba landó
What do you have that I don't?

Today we raise our voice
As a single memory
Today we raise our voice
As a single memory
From Ayacucho to Angola
From Brazil to Mozambique
There's no one left to argue
We are one same story

Samba landó, samba landó
What do you have that I don't?
Samba landó, samba landó
What do you have that I don't?

Samba landó
What do you have that I don't?