N ben d’un téra lonji
D’un téra lonji di li
Dja N ten andádu mundu
Má N k’átxa un lugár sábi si
A-mi é fidju di rótxa
Ki Béntu-Lésti fulia na már
Déntu mi ten dés ilia
Kábu-Verdi, Kábu-Verdi
La na nha Téra lonji
Laméntu di Povu foi txeu
Konsiénsia grita óra
I un di ses vós foi Kabral
Nós é fidjus di rótxa
Ki Béntu-Lésti fulia na már
Déntu mi tem dez ilha
Kábu-Verdi, Kábu-Verdi
Palan só ta spéra txuba
Txiku, Nhéla ku ses uril
Tufuka dja bendi si pexi
Oji Bénta txiga Lisboua
Filisiánu txora sodádi
Beny gánha totobóla
Es vida é sima maré
Ku kada ánu ta nasi speránsa
Di odja azágua ben trás di simentera
Pa vida bai más suávi si, más dóxi si
Pa kada un ki kré es txon
Um bem di um tèra lonji
Oh de um tèra lonji di li
Ami è fidjo di rotxa
Ki bentu leste fulha na mar
Dentu mi tem 10 ilha
Kabu verde, ohhh kabu verde
Ami è fidjo di rotxa
Ki bentu leste fulha na mar
Dentu mi tem 10 ilha
Kabu verde, ohhh kabu verde
I come from a faraway land
Oh, a land far from here
I have walked the earth
But I never found such a lovely place
I am a child of the rocks
That the East Wind flung into the sea
Inside me there are ten islands
Cape Verde, Cape Verde
Over there in my faraway land
People’s laments were countless
Conscience proclaimed it was time
And one of its voices was Cabral
We are children of the rocks
That the East Wind flung into the sea
Our inner selves are wholly insular
Cape Verde, Cape Verde
Palan as usual is waiting for the rain
Tchico, Nhela are playing uril
Tufuka just sold her fish
Today Benta arrived in Lisbon
Filicianu cried in longing
Beny just won the lottery
Our lives are akin to the tides
With each year hope is born
Of seeing the rain come after sowing
So that life can go on smoother, sweeter so
For those who love this land