Kizomba, a Festa da Raça

Thank you, Zumbi
The strong cry of Palmares
That ran through land, skies, and seas
Influencing the abolition
Zumbi, thank you
Today the Village is Kizomba
It's drumming, singing, and dancing
Jongo and Maracatu

Come little girl to dance the Caxambu

Black girl
Anastácia didn't let herself be enslaved
Clementina, the pagode is the people's party

Priest raises the cup
Summoning the whole crowd
In this event that unites
People of all races
In the same emotion

This Kizomba is our constitution

What magic
Prayer, fasting, and Orixá
It has the strength of culture
It has art and bravery
And the good waist movement
Makes its ideals valid
And the pure beauty of its rituals

Here comes the moon from Luanda
To illuminate the street
Our thirst and our thirst
For apartheid to be destroyed