Eu Vou Pra Lapa

She is the lady of the night
With many Januarys in Rio
The commoners, the elite
An invitation to those who are out and about
Stronghold of samba masters, poets, hustlers
Bohemians, idlers
So respected and in its groove
It doesn't stop, man
It's her

She is the lady of the night
With many Januarys in Rio
The commoners, the elite
An invitation to those who are out and about
Stronghold of samba masters, poets, hustlers
Bohemians, idlers
So respected and in its groove
It doesn't stop, man

And every time night falls
The light comes on and a desire overwhelms me
I'm going there
I'm going to Lapa

At the feet of Santa Teresa
A stone's throw from Gloria
I'm going to Lapa
Because Lapa has history

At the feet of Santa Teresa
A stone's throw from Gloria
I'm going to Lapa
Because Lapa has history

It's the old Lapa of the downtown arches
Of the circus, of the noble Capela
The lady of the night, true Carioca
From Riachuelo and Mem de Sá

It's the new Lapa of rap tribes
Of bits, hits, and big drums
Of a Bar Brasil
Its gang is hard to hold

And every time night falls
The light comes on and a desire overwhelms me
I'm going there
I'm going to Lapa

At the feet of Santa Teresa
A stone's throw from Gloria
I'm going to Lapa
Because Lapa has history

At the feet of Santa Teresa
A stone's throw from Gloria
I'm going to Lapa
Because Lapa has history

Let's go, all together

And every time night falls
The light comes on and a desire overwhelms me
I'm going there
I'm going to Lapa

At the feet of Santa Teresa
A stone's throw from Gloria
I'm going to Lapa
Because Lapa has history

At the feet of Santa Teresa
A stone's throw from Gloria
I'm going to Lapa
Because Lapa has history

It's the old Lapa of the downtown arches
Of the circus, of the noble Capela
The lady of the night, true Carioca
From Riachuelo and Mem de Sá

It's the new Lapa of rap tribes
Of bits, hits, and big drums
Of a Bar Brasil
Its gang is hard to hold