Dona Cila

Of all the love I have
Half was given by you
Saving my soul from life
Smiling and making my self

If you want to leave, go away
Look at me from wherever you are
I'll show you that I'm ready
Pick me ripe from the tree

Hail, hail this black woman
What a blessing she has
I carry you in my arms and give you my hand
My life depends only on your charm
Cila, you can go calmly
Your flock is ready

Your eyes that shine and don't stop
Your hands that do everything and even
The life I call mine
Little black girl, I find you in faith

Show me a way now
A way to be without you
The attachment doesn't want to go away
Damn, it has to want

Oh my heavenly father, clean everything there
The queen will arrive
Needing to sleep
When she arrives
Do me a favor
Give her a cloak, so she can bless me wherever I go

The heavy burden you carry
Flows into the strength you have
Your home is in the divine kingdom
Clean, smelling like rosemary