Garoa
Bezerra da Silva
Drizzle
Vila Isabel!
Vila Isabel, it doesn't rain for nothing,
Heavy rain in the village is drizzle!
Vila Isabel!
Vila Isabel, it doesn't rain for nothing,
Heavy rain in the village is drizzle!
But it can't rain there
Because the samba is there
It's a pagode in the square
It's another one in the Boulevard
In the little yard as well
There are people drumming
And in the garden, very well,
There are always people singing, look there
It's drizzle!
It's drizzle!
This rain in the village
Is drizzle!
It's drizzle!
Going up the quarry
I reach Mangueira
I'm at the top of the hill
I'm at the flagpole
Going down a little more
I reach the bamboo grove
Where the guys are cool
What a cool trickery
Hold on!
It's drizzle!
It's drizzle!
When it rains in the village
It's drizzle!
It's drizzle!
