Preta Cirandeira
Lia de Itamaracá
Black Cirandeira
Look, I saw a black cirandeira
Playing with a ganzá in hand
Playing lively ciranda
In the middle of a crowd
Girl, I stopped and watched
The black started to improvise
I asked: 'who is this black woman?'
I'm Lia from Itamaracá
The ciranda goes, goes, goes
The ciranda comes, comes, comes
The ciranda is only good at the beach
For us to play one more time
