Negra Livre [English translation]

My voice

It's loud while saying the words

In another tone, when I don't say anything

My beautiful voice

It's as I when I fit the clothes, the sandals

It follows me wherever I go, on the sidewalks

I'm a free black woman

Free black woman

I came here on foot

To disagree

To dissolve

To wake up

To tell

My beautiful voice

You can see the colors, in the shades of the pictures

In all that's supposed, in the tales, in the mirages

My beautiful voice

It's in every pain, in a tear drop

It grows in any flavor near a road

I'm a free black woman

Free black woman

I came here on foot

To unveil

To melt

To detach

To live

To slide

To give back

To utter

To ache

To forget about the guns

To fall asleep

To parade

To win

I'm a free black woman

Free black woman

I came here on foot

I'm a free black woman

Free black woman

I came here on foot