Navio Negreiro
O navio ancorou no cais
Trazendo tanto sofrimento
Negros de Angola, negros de Guiné
Ai meu Deus quanto lamento
Foi arrancado de sua família, sem saber nem o porquê
O negro se perguntava o que eu fiz pra merecer
Tanta dor, tanta maldade, não me deram chance de escolher
Arrancaram minha liberdade, pai Oxalá onde anda você?
Acordava antes do Sol, ia direto pra lida
Sem água, sem pão, sem dó, aquilo não era vida
A tardinha voltava do canavial, só trazia ódio e dor
Ainda ia pro tronco sentir o chicote do feitor
Negro sentia saudade da África tão amada
Onde ele era rei, tinha vida respeitada
Caçava, corria as matas, tomava banho de rio
Cultuava os orixás, não sentia fome nem frio
Um dia negro cansou de tamanha humilhação
Fugiu correndo pro mato, sem rumo sem direção
Assim nasceu o quilombo, o começo da vitória
Construída com suor, sangue, magia e glória
Slave Ship
The ship docked at the pier
Bringing so much suffering
Blacks from Angola, blacks from Guinea
Oh my God, how much lament
(Chorus)
He was torn from his family, not knowing why
The black man wondered what did I do to deserve
So much pain, so much cruelty, they didn't give me a chance to choose
They took away my freedom, father Oxalá where are you?
(Chorus)
He woke up before the sun, went straight to work
Without water, without bread, without mercy, that was not life
In the evening he returned from the sugarcane field, only brought hatred and pain
He still went to the whipping post to feel the overseer's whip
(Chorus)
The black man missed the beloved Africa
Where he was a king, had a respected life
Hunted, ran through the forests, bathed in the river
Worshipped the orixás, didn't feel hunger or cold
(Chorus)
One day the black man tired of such humiliation
He ran into the woods, aimlessly
Thus was born the quilombo, the beginning of victory
Built with sweat, blood, magic, and glory.