Jogo de angola
No tempo que o negro
Chegava fechado em gaiola
Nasceu no Brasil, quilombo
E quilombola
E todo dia negro fugia
Jogando a corriola
De faca de ponta e zunido de bala
Negro voltava pra argola
No meio da senzala
E ao som do tambor
Primitivo berimbau, marca
E viola
Negro gritava abre alas!
Vai ter jogo de angola
Perna de brigar camará
Perna de brigar olé
Ferro de furar camará
Ferro de furar olé
Arma de atirar câmara
Arma de atirar olé, olé
Dança guerreira
Corpo do negro e de mola
Na capoeira
Negro embola e desmbola
E a dança que era
Uma festa do dono da terra
Virou a principal defesa
Do negro na guerra, pelo
O que se chamou libertação!
E por toda força, coragem e rebeldia
Louvado será todo dia
Esse povo cantar e lembrar
O jogo de angola da escravidão
Do Brasil
In the time that the black
It arrived closed in a cage
Born in Brazil, quilombo
And quilombola
And every day black people ran away
Playing morning glory
With a knife edge and the whine of a bullet
Black man returned to the ring
In the middle of the slave quarters
And to the sound of the drum
Primitivo berimbau, brand
And viola
Negro shouted move forward!
There will be an Angola game
Fighting leg buddy
Fighting leg olé
Shrimp piercing iron
olé piercing iron
Camera shooting gun
Shooting gun olé, olé
Warrior dance
Black and spring body
In capoeira
Negro tangles and collapses
And the dance that was
A celebration of the landowner
Became the main defense
Of black people in war, for
What was called liberation!
And for all the strength, courage and rebellion
Praised will be every day
These people sing and remember
The Angola game of slavery
From Brazil
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