Jurema

Jurema
I'm gonna open, I'm gonna open my Jurema
I'm gonna open, I'm gonna open my Juremá

I'm gonna open, I'm gonna open my Jurema
I'm gonna open, I'm gonna open my Juremá

Excuse me, Queen of the Forest
to light up and ignite my Congá

I'm gonna spin, I'm gonna spin my circle
I'm gonna spin, I'm gonna spin to call you

He is the Father, the native son of the little mother
Will light up and illuminate

I'm gonna spin, I'm gonna spin my circle
I'm gonna spin, I'm gonna spin to find you

He is the Father, the native son of the little mother
Will light up and ignite my Congá

Hail Father Tupinambá
Hail the native of the Forest
Hail the Jurema of this land
Hail the Jurema of the place

Father Tupinambá
Come enlighten us
Come give us the magic
And ignite my Juremá