Pomba Gira Rainha da Calunga
Isa Marine
Pomba Gira Queen of Calunga
In the graveyard they made me
A voodoo spell
Not knowing that there lives
Pomba Gira, Queen of Calunga
She’s a beautiful woman
Who came into my life
To help me, and with faith in her
No candle can bring me down
They sent a curse my way
She laughed in the Calunga
With my child, no one touches me
I’m still the Queen of Calunga
In the graveyard they made me
A voodoo spell
Not knowing that there lives
Pomba Gira, Queen of Calunga
