Anacaona

Anacaona, captive race Indian
Anacaona, from the primitive region.

Anacaona, captive race Indian
Anacaona, from the primitive region.

Anacaona, I heard your voice, how it cried when it moaned
Anacaona, I heard the voice of your distressed heart
Your freedom never came, e Le le le le le le la la.

Anacaona, captive race Indian
Anacaona, from the primitive region.

Anacaona, Indian, captive race Indian
And Anacaona, from the primitive region.

Chorus:
Anacaona, areito of Anacaona.

Captive race Indian,
soul of a white dove... Anacaona.

But Indian who dies crying,
dies but does not forgive, does not forgive.

That black woman who is of noble and downtrodden race
but who was brave! Anacaona!

Listen, as history tells it
they say she went to the cañona, Anacaona.
The whole tribe mourns her because she was a good black woman.
And remembering, remembering what happened
the tribe gets upset.