Malunguinho

I set my point yes
In the middle of the forest yes
Hail the crown of king Malunguinho

If you decided to play with me
You have to be very loyal
Because the line I draw, I swing
I mend, I sew, I undo
I make a wild ox become very tame
My knowledge is not greater than God
But the world He gave me
You have to understand that I am me

My tongue is a thorn tip
My gaze is fierce like a spear
There's a lame horse in the samba
The trip I give you is the sweep
Capoeira and ginga my father gave me
Don't cross the path with a limp
Because if you don't, you will experience the power and the palm oil of Malunguinho

Hail the sacred Jurema
Hail the indigenous peoples