Tá Aê
Jota.pê
There it is
Wave, take me to Cape Verde
Before, bathe me in Salvador
Sacred water for my thirst
Inspiration in the drum's gourd
Wave, take me to the island of Cuba
I want the maracas and the rumba from there
Kingdom, Mandinga, children of Gandhi
There's foundation in your Ijexá
There it is, so that it may be understood, man
At once, swing resides in the ancestral
Malês and Tuaregs are from your cord
They are kings playing in your carnival
Wave, take me to Cape Verde
Before, bathe me in Salvador
Sacred water for my thirst
Inspiration in the drum's gourd
Wave, take me to the island of Cuba
I want the maracas and the rumba from there
Kingdom, Mandinga, children of Gandhi
There's foundation in your Ijexá
There it is, so that it may be understood, man
At once, swing resides in the ancestral
Malês and Tuaregs are from your cord
They are kings playing in your carnival
There it is, so that it may be understood, man
At once, swing resides in the ancestral
Malês and Tuaregs are from your cord
They are kings playing in your carnival
There it is, so that it may be understood, man
At once, swing resides in the ancestral
Malês and Tuaregs are from your cord
They are kings playing in your carnival
