Logun-Edé: Santo Menino Que Velho Respeita

Reflects the mirror... Orisun
In Oxum's waters
In the light of Orunmilá
Magic that flowed into the river
And made the hunter fall in love
It's me, it's me
Prince born from this great love
Heir of bravery and beauty
It's in my nature the duality and the brightness
Everything I've learned, all I've gathered
Made my axé's strength unbeatable
With immense shine, challenging the consensus, restless and intense
I am Logun Edé

Oakofaê, odoiá
Oakofaê, I braved the sea
I don't walk alone, I rode the seahorse
I paved the way for the people of Ijexá

And in the beating of my Ilus drum
The faith in Kale Bokum settled
The protection of my parents, bows and arrows
I am Tijuca and its candomblés
A beautiful fan opened up, origin of my pavilion
Yellow gold and blue peacock
Holy kid that old man respects
I received a sentence from father Oxalá
I don't rest after the mission is done
My fate is to start over

Logun edé
Logum arô
Logun edé loci loci Logun arô
The youth of Borel
Comes down the hill to sing in his praise