Diogo Gomes¹ came with his telescope
Maybe his sight wasn’t so good
But since it was during the time of the conquests
Even Thursday got confused with Friday
Oh, my mother, oh, my mother
He went from broke to Cape Verde
He took the past and turned it into the future
And if your people had dark skin
Forget the green I’ve dreamed so green
Oh, my mother, oh, my mother
Today when you look at this blue sea
Consider that it was once red
If history could look in the mirror
North could be South
Oh, my mother, oh, my mother
Diogo Gomes could live up there
Next to the President’s house
Live between three continents
Down here people shout “long live Cabral”
Oh, my mother, oh, my mother
Diogo stands facing the parliament
Amílcar² stands facing the cemetery
My God, what a mystery
Is it nostalgia or oblivion?
Oh, my mother, oh, my mother