Machado de Xangô
Juçara Marçal
Xangô's Machete
Umbrella calls lightning
Holy Bentos doesn't believe
Up in the sky a strong line
A flash in the head
The firefighters didn't arrive
They ordered a coffin
But then came a young lady
And to the people she said:
Dig a deep grave for him
Leave the head out
When it's dawn
The poor man revives
In the hole in the ground what's left?
Xangô's machete
Saint John the Baptist Xangô
He owns my destiny until the end
Saint John the Baptist Xangô
He owns my destiny until the end
If I lose faith in my lord
He rolls the quarry over me
He rolls the quarry over me
He rolls the quarry over me
Kaô kabecilê...
