Pomba Gira do Luar
Luiza Lian
Pomba Gira of the Moon
In Jurema where I found
Who was calling me
A black Pomba Gira of the Law
And a King the color of the Moon
In these woods where I entered
I built your altar
With the feathers of a Bird King
And a bright light to illuminate
Pomba Gira of the Moon, lerê
Pomba Gira of the Moon, Oiá
Grant me this beautiful power
For your Light to come and strengthen
