Mariê

Black kid from Bahia with that groove
Always aware of every sin that could steal your love
Black is the light that brightens the yard
And the eyes of the blind singer
Why not call him a singer?

Black kid from Bahia with that groove
Always aware of every sin that could steal your love
Black is the light that brightens the yard
And the eyes of the blind singer
Why not call him a singer?

Black is the voice that lifts up Bahia
From the kingdom that bursts with joy
In the heart of Salvador
Black is the sap of all poetry
It's the strength and faith of the Marias
That water all pain with light

Black is the arm that raises its banner
It's a race that serves as an example
Of a people burning with passion
Black is the hand, our daily bread
It's the grit and sweat of the Marias
That make my people sing

Hey mariê
Hey mariê
Hey mariá (hey mariê)

Hey mariê
Hey mariá (hey mariê)

Hey mariê
Hey mariê
Hey mariá (hey mariê)

Hey mariê
Hey mariá

Oh, at the feet of the caboclo, you can't cry
To make the head, here comes the orixá
Riding the wild horse, traveling through the air
He's coming down to the yard to reign

Oh, at the feet of the caboclo, you can't cry
To make the head, here comes the orixá
Riding the wild horse, traveling through the air
He's coming down to the yard to reign

Hey mariê
Hey mariê
Iêh mariá (hey mariê)

Hey mariê
Iêh mariá (hey mariê)

Hey mariê
Hey mariê
Iêh mariá (hey mariê)

Hey mariê
Iêh mariá

Oh, at the feet of the caboclo, you can't cry
To make the head, here comes the orixá
Riding the wild horse, traveling through the air
To come down to the yard to reign
Oh, at the feet of the caboclo, you can't cry
To make the head, here comes the orixá
Riding the wild horse, traveling through the air
To come down to the yard to reign

Hey mariê
Hey mariê
Iêh mariá (hey mariê)

Hey mariê
Iêh mariá (hey mariê)