Samba Yoyô

Oh, this samba yoyô, look at my samba yaya
Now I came and I'm gonna stay

For those who've never been in the circle
I'll show how it is
If it's yaya, you gotta move those hips
If it's yoyô, you gotta feel it in your feet

I was almost 2 years old
It was my mom who told me
My godfather gave me a tambourine
And my dad took me out of the samba circle

Oh, this samba yoyô, look at my samba yaya
Now I came and I'm gonna stay (repeat)

Samba is Semba, it's a bump
In the lands of Luanda
May Zambi not let me
Leave the world without samba in those lands

My grandfather came from Congo
My grandmother came from Angola
In the beat of a jongo rhythm
Just seeing my friend how she dances

Oh, this samba yoyô, look at my samba yaya
Now I came and I'm gonna stay

In the heat of the drumming
That's when you'll see who's who
The machete has to hit low
The banana tree will fall standing

In the big circle of life
I fell, got up, shook it off
I turned around to plant again
There's my mom who won't let me lie

Oh, this samba yoyô, look at my samba yaya
Now I came and I'm gonna stay