Vai Passar

It will pass
On this avenue, a popular samba
Every cobblestone
Of the old city
Tonight will
Tingle
Remembering
That immortal sambas passed through here
That bled through our feet here
That our ancestors danced samba here

In a time
An unhappy page of our history
A faded passage in the memory
Of our new generations
Our motherland
Slept so distracted
Not realizing it was being subtracted
In dreadful transactions

Its children
Blindly roamed the continent
Carrying stones like penitents
Raising strange cathedrals
And one day, finally
They had the right to a fleeting joy
A breathless epidemic
Called carnival
Carnival, carnival
(It will pass)

Applause for the group of hungry barons
The block of dark-skinned Napoleons
And the pygmies of the boulevard
My God, come look
Come see up close a city singing
The evolution of freedom
Until the day breaks

Oh, what a good life, olerê
Oh, what a good life, olará
The banner of the general sanatorium will pass
Oh, what a good life, olerê
Oh, what a good life, olará
The banner of the general sanatorium
Will pass