Pé do Meu Samba

Ten in the way and in the tone
You are the good smell
Of the wood of my guitar
You are the party of Penha,
The fair of São Cristovão,
It's the Pedra do Sal
You are the Intrepid Troupe
The Guadalupe Tent
You are the Rudder and the Pontal

Never let me down
You are the song that I manage
To write after all
You are the Hot Hole
The Mother Joana's House
It's Vila Isabel,
You are the Largo do Estácio,
Curve of Copacabana
Everything that Rio gave me!

Foot of my samba
Ground of my yard
Hand of my affection
Glory in my Outeiro
Everything for the heart
Of a Brazilian.