Pout Pourri de Sambas da Portela

Oh esquindô there, there
Oh esquindô here, here
Look who's coming
It's the saci-pererê

The breeze took me
To an enchanted kingdom
Where I became a child-king
And the circus was
My golden palace
How sweet
To be a child again
And throw myself into the arms of joy
I want to get lost in my imagination
And play in the illusion

Bahia is an extra charm
A watercolor vision
And in the ABC of the orixás
Oranian is Paulo from Portela
A blue and white world
The black God made born
Paulo Benjamim de Oliveira
Made this world grow (okê, okê)

Okê-okê oxossi
Makes our people samba (repeat)
Okê-okê, natal
Portela is a song in the air

Make way, let Portela pass
It's a voice that doesn't quiet down
It's a song of joy in the air

Man fought for borders
For their interests, religions
Today surpasses barriers
Breaks prejudices, uniting nations
Sport is life! It's beauty and emotion
It's hope, friendship, inspiration
Portela, in blue and white watercolor
Exceeds all limits
Come raise your flag
The samba, with a green and yellow soul
Blessed by the gods
Comes to crown Oswaldo Cruz and Madureira

I am the root of samba
Health and beauty on the catwalk
The eagle's nest, a breeding ground for greats
I am the river, I am sport, I am Portela

Cinema scenes, beautiful love themes
Family unity, moments that the wind carried away
Man must use consciousness
The wonders of science
To live in harmony
Come remember
Ranches, blocks, and cords

The masked ones in the halls
The costumes of the municipal
Get on this tram, it's carnival!
There are twenty-one stars shining in my eyes
If I talk about Portela, I won't finish
Here comes my eagle in the sky of passion!
The blue that makes my heart beat!

Oh! Majesty of samba
My greatest pride is your flag
My Portela has arrived! My eternal love
The light of Oswaldo Cruz and Madureira