Vai Passar
Chico Buarque
It Will Pass
It will pass
It will pass
On this avenue a popular samba
Every cobblestone of the old city
Tonight you will get goosebumps
When remembering
That immortal sambas passed here
That bled here at our feet
That our ancestors danced samba here
In a time
Unhappy page in our history
Faded passage in memory
Of our new generations
I slept
Our motherland so distracted
Without realizing that it was being subtracted
In dark transactions
Your children
They wandered blindly across the continent
They carried stones like penitents
Raising strange cathedrals
And one day finally
They had the right to fleeting joy
A breathless epidemic
Which was called carnival
Carnival, carnival (will pass)
Cheers to the hungry barons wing
The block of dark Napoleons
And the pygmies of the Boulevard
My God, come look
Come see a singing city up close
The evolution of freedom
Until the day dawns
Oh, what a good life, oh lerê
Oh, what a good life, oh lará
The banner of the general sanatorium will pass
Oh, what a good life, oh lerê
Oh, what a good life, oh lará
The banner of the general sanatorium
It will pass
It will pass
On this avenue a popular samba
Every cobblestone of the old city
Tonight you will get goosebumps
When remembering
That immortal sambas passed here
That bled here at our feet
That our ancestors danced samba here
In time
Unhappy page in our history
Faded passage in memory
Of our new generations
I slept
Our motherland so distracted
Without realizing that it was being subtracted
In dark transactions
Your children
They wandered blindly across the continent
They carried stones like penitents
Raising strange cathedrals
And one day finally
They were entitled to a fleeting joy
A breathless epidemic
Which was called carnival
Carnival, carnival (will pass)
Cheers to the hungry barons wing
The block of dark Napoleons
And the pygmies of the Boulevard
My God, come look
Come see a singing city up close
The evolution of freedom
Until the day dawns
Oh, what a good life, oh lerê
Oh, what a good life, oh lará
The banner of the general sanatorium will pass
Oh, what a good life, oh lerê
Oh, what a good life, oh lará
The banner of the general sanatorium
It will pass
It will pass
On this avenue a popular samba
Every cobblestone of the old city
Tonight you will get goosebumps
When remembering
That immortal sambas passed here
That bled here at our feet
That our ancestors danced samba here
In time
Unhappy page in our history
Faded passage in memory
Of our new generations
I slept
Our motherland so distracted
Without realizing that it was being subtracted
In dark transactions
Your children
They wandered blindly across the continent
They carried stones like penitents
Raising strange cathedrals
And one day finally
They were entitled to a fleeting joy
A breathless epidemic
Which was called carnival
Carnival, carnival (will pass)
Cheers to the hungry barons wing
The block of dark Napoleons
And the pygmies of the Boulevard
My God, come look
Come see a singing city up close
The evolution of freedom
Until the day dawns
