No Alto do Cruzeiro

Hey!

It's up at the Top of the Hill
Up at the Top of the Hill, old buddy
There was a mix-up

At the Top of the Hill
There was a mix-up

I went to praise God in heaven, old friend
The Virgin of the Conception

That's when I spotted the guy
With his berimbau in hand

Oh, black hair, braided
White suit, all neat
Oh, coming from the backwoods

Oh, black hair, braided
White suit, all neat
Coming from the backwoods

I’m a peaceful guy, old buddy
Don’t mess with me anymore

I call myself capoeira
And I’m your friend

I’ve already given you some advice
And I’ll give you one more

Oh, a coffin that buries a hundred, old buddy
Can bury a hundred and one, my friend

Hey, long live my God!
Hey, long live my God, buddy!

Oh, long live my Master!
Hey, long live my Master, buddy!

Hey, who taught me!
Hey, who taught me, buddy!

Hey, capoeira!
Hey, capoeira, buddy!

Oh, Angola game!
Hey, Angola game, buddy!

Hey, out by the shore!
Hey, out by the shore, buddy!

Hey, long live my Master!
Hey, long live my Master, buddy!

Hey, Master Meinha!
Hey, Master Meinha, buddy!