Eu Fui Numa Uma Roda Só Pra Vadiar

I went to a roda just to vadiar
I really tried
But it didn't work out, because
This way it won't do

The singer
Only sang the fashion
Didn't sing for the roda
Had no feeling
Just wanted to show
His voice in singing
But where's the foundation

And a player
Only played for himself
I didn't understand that
Where's the harmony
Berimbau with no function
Is lost in the hand
Doesn't transmit energy

There was a player
Looking for a fight
Shouted that it was a struggle
Mocked the takedown
But with a closed fist
Standing still
That's not Capoeira

Many people in the roda
But the chorus was weak
The applause was incomplete
You could see in their eyes
An ego fight
To show who's who
But no one to add

Holding the Gunga
A boy pretending to be a man
His 30 doesn't hide
Said he was the Master
And that he had value
That someone trained him
That's what saddens me