Axé de Ianga

Hi, Ianga, what kind of Ianga
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Ianga, Ianga what kind of Ianga
Didianga me

I carry in my munganga
Didianga me
The happiness given to its children
No one else laments and cries, Ianga
Didianga me
Ianga, Ianga what kind of Ianga
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Grandpa came from Angola
With his brother Uncle José
He brought carnations, he brought roses
To save his faithful children
And he prayed the litany
To Jesus of Nazareth
To save his faithful children
And he prayed the litany
To Jesus of Nazareth
Ianga, what kind of Ianga
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I jumped for joy
I cried with emotion
When Grandma Maria
Taking me by the hand
Said daughter, Father Ianga
Is our protection
Ianga, Ianga what kind of Ianga
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Aunt Teresa told us
The story of grandpa
Who freed his brother from the trunk
Hidden from the master
To heal his wounds
With the abô bath
Ianga, Ianga what kind of Ianga
Didianga me