Call on Kalundu, embaúba, jatobá
Call on Kalundu, candongueiro and guaiá
Call on Kalundu, embaúba, jatobá
Call on Kalundu, candongueiro and guaiá

Laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê
Laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê

I feel your presence, my roots, wherever I go
I keep crossing bridges and doors because I came from there, I carry
The smell of food, faith
The button game, faith
Barefoot soccer, faith
My feet on the ground, faith

Lighting dreams in every moment I survived (Nego)
And it's surviving that makes me return to my roots (And that's how I wanted)
And that's how I wanted and want to write my story
Which is of João do Vale, the people's poet, in my memory
That takes from banzo to quizomba, that makes me ride the wave
And take consequence and burn everything to the last tip
The music commands the body and soul from a concrete and speaking place
Of drum that fights, that is resistance, but also calms
Of the lit candle, call
Of the daughter of Oyá, call
Of people who shine, full of axé, you know how it is, call

Call on Kalundu, embaúba, jatobá
Call on Kalundu, candongueiro and guaiá
Call on Kalundu, embaúba, jatobá
Call on Kalundu, candongueiro and guaiá

Laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê
Laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê
Laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê, laiê lalaiê laiê

Orirerê, bless my baby
Ipá iretá, the girl will arrive
Orirerê, bless my baby
Ipá iretá, the girl will arrive
Orirerê, bless my baby
Ipá iretá, the girl will arrive
Orirerê, bless my baby
Ipá iretá, the girl will arrive

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