Meu Pai Oxalá
Vinicius de Moraes
My Father Oxalá
Atotô Abaluayê
Atotô father
Atotô Abaluayê
Atotô father
It comes from the waters of Oxalá
This sorrow that gives me
It seemed like the day
Breaking from the darkness
Beautiful in her all-white cloak
In the middle of the procession
And I, whom she didn't even see
To God I asked for love and protection
My father Oxalá is the king
Come to help me
The old Omulu
Atotô Abaluayê
How I want to cry
In the yard of Oxalá
When I found my ungrateful one
Who was the daughter of Inhansã
With her silver-colored sword
In the midst of the crowd
Surrounding Xangô in a swaying
Full of passion
Atotô Abaluayê
Atotô father
Atotô Abaluayê
Atotô father
