Nação

Dorival Caymmi spoke to Oxum
With Silas I'm in good company
The sky embraces the Earth
The river flows into Bahia

Jeje
My thirst is for the rivers
My color is the rainbow
My hunger is so much
Plant flowers, sister of the flag
My fate is green and yellow
Like the banana tree

Gold covers the emerald mirror
In the splendid cradle
The forest in syrup
Manger of the soul
Labarágua, seven flaming falls
Iron snake, Oxumaré
Man and woman in bed

Jeje
Your dove wings
Trapped on your back
With honey and palm oil
Holding on by a thread

They suffer
The beast's stench
Caramuru's bomber
Anhanguera's fury

Jeje
Your garbage mouth
Spits out the blood
Of another hemoptysis
In the mangrove canal

The uirapuru of ashes calls
Breaks the dishes, Oxumaré
Dances in your sea of mud