Composer: Renato Cardoso
Performer: Ildo Lobo and Os Tubarões
Language: CVC
Porton d'nos Ilha
Gate of Our Islands
Quandu um mundo novo cunqui
When a new world was conquered
Na porton di nós ilha
At the gate of our islands
Pamode quin fogon sem paia
Why did the hearth have no straw
Na ladera sem cimbron
On the treeless hills
Tude mãe chei d'fidjo sem estória
Every mother pregnant with history-less children?
(refrain, repeated at beginning and end of song)
Tude gril quebra sé pedra
Every man broke his land
Pamode manha ca tem prutchida
Because tomorrow had no guarantee
E no quema morabeza
And we burned friendship
Ma distino triste d'ilheu
With the sad destiny of the islet
E no spaia sés pontin
And we spread out in six directions
Na prato fundo sem fture
A deep meal with no future
Di tudo bem sirvido qui criás
In this way, well fed, they created
Di tudo bem sirvido qui criás
In this way, well fed, they created
E no cruza um enchada
And we dug with a hoe
Má um broca e no espaiá
And a chisel and we spread
Um nova ideia na nos mar
A new idea in our sea
Sol e morabeza pa tude gente
Sun and friendship for everyone
Tude nós farol di morte
All our lighthouses of death
Ma cimitério di nós água
And the cemetery of our water
No vra terra pa tude gent
We made the land for every person
Lei, tude criston tude cimbron
Law, every man [lit.: Christian] every tree
Tem direite na sé gota d'aga
Has the right to his drop of water
Tude criston tude cimbron
Every man every tree
Tem direite na sé gota d'aga
Has the right to his drop of water