Guerreiro do Quilombo

Sou guerreiro do quilombo Quilombola
lelele ô
Eu sou nego dos Bantos de Angola
Nego Nago

Fomos trasido pro Brasil minha familia separou
minha mae ela foi vendida pra fazenda de um senhor
o meu pai morreu no tronco no chicote do feitor
meu irmao nao tem orelhas
porque o feitor arrancou
na mente trago tristeza e no corpo muita dor
mas olha um dia pro quilombo eu fugi
com muita luta e muita garra
mim tornei um guerreiro de Zumbi
ao passar do tempo pra fazenda retornei
soltei todos os escravos e a senzala eu queimei
a liberdade não tava escrito em papel
nem foi dado por princesa cujo nome Isabel
a liberdade foi feito com sangue e muita dor
muitas lutas e batalhas foi o que nos libertou

Sou guerreiro do quilombo Quilombola
lelele ô
Eu sou nego dos Bantos de Angola
Nego Nago

I am a warrior of the quilombo Quilombola
lelele ô
I am a guy from Bantos de Angola
Nego Nago

We were brought to Brasil my family was separated
my mother she was sold to a farm of a landlord
My father died at the tree stump by the whip of the supervisor
My brother has no ears
because the supervisor ripped them off
The spirit carries sadness and the body pain
but look one day I escaped to the quilombo
with a lot of fights and claws
I turned into a warrior of Zumbi
While time passed by I returned to the farm
I freed all the slaves and burned down the slavehouse
Freedom is not written on paper
Nor is it done by a princess named Isabel
Freedom was accomplished with blood and a lot of pain.
It were lots of fights and battles that liberated us

I am a warrior of the quilombo Quilombola
lelele ô
I am a guy from Bantos de Angola
Nego Nago

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