Quilombo

This is a true story of a slaveman

Who fled his people from the white man

So I'll say that he showed me the way

To be brave, brave, don't be afraid

Zumbi his name, Quilombo his place

Our root you can never erase

Zumbi his name, Quilombo his place

Our root you can never erase

Thirty thousand Zumbi refugees

Fight the right, the right to be free

Rape the city, the masters of greed

Follow the warrior, the warrior Zumbi

No more, no more, no more slavery

No more, no more, no more misery

No more, no more, no more suffering

Kick out the bass drum, kick out the bass drum

Zumbi, Zumbi, blow them away

Zumbi, Zumbi, blow them away

Here we come, here we come slave drums

Here we come, here we come Quilombo

Time for war in tha land of the sun

I know God will not leave us alone

I know God will never leave us alone

Kick out the bass drum, kick out the bass drum

Zumbi, Zumbi, blow them away

Zumbi, Zumbi, blow them away

Zumbi, Zumbi, got to be free

Zumbi, Zumbi, got to be free

Quilombo

Quilombo

Quilombo

Quilombo

Zumbi, Zumbi, Zumbi, Zumbi, Zumbi