Téra Lonji

I come from a faraway land
Oh, a land far from here
I have walked the earth
But I never found such a lovely place

I am a child of the rocks
That the East Wind flung into the sea
Inside me there are ten islands
Cape Verde, Cape Verde

Over there in my faraway land
People’s laments were countless
Conscience proclaimed it was time
And one of its voices was Cabral

We are children of the rocks
That the East Wind flung into the sea
Our inner selves are wholly insular
Cape Verde, Cape Verde

Palan as usual is waiting for the rain
Tchico, Nhela are playing uril
Tufuka just sold her fish
Today Benta arrived in Lisbon
Filicianu cried in longing
Beny just won the lottery
Our lives are akin to the tides

With each year hope is born
Of seeing the rain come after sowing
So that life can go on smoother, sweeter so
For those who love this land