Anacaona, Indian of captive race
Anacaona, from the primitive region
Anacaona, Indian of captive race
Anacaona, from the primitive region
Anacaona I heard your voice, as she cried when I moaned
Anacaona I heard the voice of your anguished heart
Your freedom never arrived
Lelelelelelelala
Anacaona, Indian of captive race
Anacaona, from the primitive region
Anacaona, Indian, Indian of captive race
And Anacaona, from the primitive region
Anacaona, areito of Anacaona
India of captive race,
soul of white dove ... Anacaona
Anacaona, areito of Anacaona
But india who dies crying,
dies but does not forgive, does not forgive
Anacaona, areito of Anacaona
That black black woman who is noble and downcast
but that was valentona Anacaona!
Anacaona, areito of Anacaona
Anacaona, areito of Anacaona
Hey, according to the story it tells
They say it went to the cannon, Anacaona
Anacaona, areito of Anacaona
The whole trigua cries because she was good negrona
Anacaona, areito of Anacaona
And remembering, remembering what happened
the tribú is already infuriated.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)