Corta cana
Trabalha negro escravo, corta cana no canavial
O corta cana, corta cana, corta cana, nego velho
Corta cana no canavial
O corta cana, corta cana, corta cana, nego velho
Corta cana no canavial
Eu tive pai, eu tive mãe eu tive filha
Mas perdi toda a família, a liberdade e o amor
E hoje em dia eu só tenho dor e calo
Trabalhando no embalo, do chicote do feitor
O corta cana, corta cana, corta cana, nego velho
Corta cana no canavial
Eu já fui rei, a minha mulher foi rainha
Pela mata eu ia e vinha, livre como animal
Mas hoje em dia, sou como um bicho acuado
Trabalhando acorrentado, preso no canavial
O corta cana, corta cana, corta cana, nego velho
Corta cana no canavial
A alma negra nunca foi escravizada, correu menina levada
Brincado no céu de lá
Roubaram o Sol, roubaram a noite e meu dia
Só não roubaram a poesia que eu trago no meu cantar
O corta cana, corta cana, corta cana, nego velho
Corta cana no canavial
Eu sou guerreiro tenho fé e tenho crença
Porque me firmo na bênção, que ganhei dos orixás
Sou cana forte, sou memé cana caiana
Minha doçura te engana, é ruim de me derrubar
O corta cana, corta cana, corta cana, nego velho
Corta cana no canavial
O nego velho corta cana, corta cana, corta cana, no canavial, nego velho
Sugar Cane Cutter
Work black slave, cut sugar cane in the cane field
The sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, old black man
Cut sugar cane in the cane field
The sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, old black man
Cut sugar cane in the cane field
I had a father, I had a mother, I had a daughter
But I lost my whole family, freedom, and love
And nowadays I only have pain and calluses
Working to the rhythm, of the overseer's whip
The sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, old black man
Cut sugar cane in the cane field
I used to be a king, my wife was a queen
I roamed the forest freely, like an animal
But nowadays, I'm like a cornered beast
Working in chains, trapped in the cane field
The sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, old black man
Cut sugar cane in the cane field
The black soul was never enslaved, ran away as a child
Playing in the sky over there
They stole the Sun, they stole the night and my day
They just didn't steal the poetry that I carry in my singing
The sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, old black man
Cut sugar cane in the cane field
I am a warrior, I have faith and belief
Because I stand firm in the blessing, that I received from the orixás
I am strong sugar cane, I am memé caiana sugar cane
My sweetness deceives you, it's hard to bring me down
The sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, old black man
Cut sugar cane in the cane field
The old black man cuts sugar cane, sugar cane cutter, sugar cane cutter, in the cane field, old black man