Palco [English translation]

I get up on the stage

My soul smelling like baby powder,

Like a baby's bottom

My aura is clear,

Only those who are clairvoyant can tell,

Can tell

I bring my band,

Only those who know where Luanda is

Will truly value them

They are worth their weight,

For those who appreciate the crazy beat of the drum

Of the drum

Eternal fire to chase

Hell to a different place

Eternal fire to burn away

Hell, away from here

I come to the party,

I know that many have on their foreheads

The sun-god as a sign

A sign

As a devotee,

I bring a basket of backyard joys

Backyard joys

There's also a jug,

Music sent by God

Asking to let

To let

The soothing balm pour forth

Set the tune, sing the song

La, la, yeah