Ana's Sea

Paulo Vilanculo"

Mrs. Ana arrived.

Accompanied by rain and the lord wind, your prince

They were in a passionate relationship.

In seconds they impregnated the Revubué River.

The spirits say it all began in Dômue.

The wicked river serpent quickly grew fatter,

Roads and bridges took everything away.

Leveling the plain and the sea,

The evil waters swallowed Chingozi at the quarry.

In its dredging process, the river swept away souls.

All that remained were tears of mud.

Everything was flooded, drowning out our heat and our dust.

Our native Tete goats,

the only thing that is ours, from our land that belongs to us,

They took refuge in Karoeira.

Wicked, fugitive waters ravaged crops and destroyed lives.

Sadness, offered by the devil to the people, was offered.

Surely the bored maidens of the north are very excited.

Judas turtles have already arrived, ready to help.

Political campaigns of solidarity will go hand in hand.

Eyes in the grass and cabbage in the dew

It is merely what is provided to alleviate the hangover of those affected.

May God help the people of Ana and their sea.

2025/12/3