Bumba Meu Boi Bumbá

In the new green, green mud, green sea
Of the joy of bumba meu boi bumbá
In the lively allegory of maracatu
The people sing, the people dance at will, an adventure

He's a demigod, he's half-naked
Long live the living magic of maracatu

Shooting star
Falls from the sky
Shooting star is a clear veil
The queen bee makes honey
The night is lady moon illuminating the brothel

Wandering, wanders, vagabond, firefly
Heals, mermaid, fate, jealousy scene
It's dawn
It's foot on the road, it's a flock of birds
It's a lot of birds
It's very little, it's almost nothing
It's the migrant, foreseeing the shimmy

Verse, truvisco
Joke, trunk, thunderstorm of thunder
My destiny is written, is traced
In the palm of my hand!