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