Machado de Xangô

Umbrella calls lightning
Holy Bentos doesn't believe
Up in the sky a strong line
A flash in the head

The firefighters didn't arrive
They ordered a coffin
But then came a young lady
And to the people she said:

Dig a deep grave for him
Leave the head out
When it's dawn
The poor man revives

In the hole in the ground what's left?
Xangô's machete

Saint John the Baptist Xangô
He owns my destiny until the end
Saint John the Baptist Xangô
He owns my destiny until the end
If I lose faith in my lord
He rolls the quarry over me
He rolls the quarry over me
He rolls the quarry over me

Kaô kabecilê...