Batuque

Beat, beat, beat
Hit the drum with muscle
Hit hard so the trick of loneliness will fail

Attack, grab the cuíca, Creole
That the world is so sad, so foolish
For those who don't know how to samba

And open your heart to life
Put your chain on the avenue
Leave the sadness behind

And come, I ask and don't measure effort
I want a party and commotion when the school arrives

I want to see the brown Maria with the enchanted laughter
Swinging her hips, telling the gossip
Disturbing my folks

And in this groove, I embark, I put myself in the middle of the revelry
I am of this samba, I am of joy
The greatest certainty of this carnival

Beat, beat, beat
Hit the drum with muscle
Hit hard so the trick of loneliness will fail

Attack, grab the cuíca, Creole
That the world is so sad, so foolish
For those who don't know how to samba

And open your heart to life
Put your chain on the avenue
Leave the sadness behind

And come, I ask and don't measure effort
I want a party and commotion when the school arrives

I want to see the brown Maria with the enchanted laughter
Swinging her hips, telling the gossip
Disturbing my folks

And in this groove, I embark, I put myself in the middle of the revelry
I am of this samba, I am of joy
The greatest certainty of this carnival