Viola Enluarada [English translation]

The hand which plays a guitar

Makes war if needed,

Kills the world, befails the earth.

The voice which sings a song

Sings a hymn if needed,

Praises death.

Guitar on a moonlit night

Is like a sword in the sertão

hope for vengeance.

The same foot that dances samba

Will fight if needed,

Capoeira.

The one who has the night as its mate

Knows that Peace has an end,

For her defense, it gets up

And shouts: I go!

Hand, guitar, song and sword

And moonlit guitar

Through country and city

Flag bearer, capoeira,

Singing while parading

Freedom.

The one who has the night as its mate

Knows that peace has an end,

For its defense, it get itself up

And shouts: I go!

Flag bearer, capoeira,

Singing while parading

Freedom

Freedom, freedom, freedom...