Marcha da Bica
Diamantina (Fado)
Bica March
Today the march goes out, what a revelry
The whole neighborhood comes, I already know
Look how my balloon goes here
Beautiful companion that I found
When Bica has to show who she is
There's always joy until the end
No one comes to the street to challenge her
Wherever she goes, it's always like this
How rich Bica is going
Goes with such grace and has a certain I don't know what
How beautiful she still is
Wherever she goes, she even cheers up those who see her
Lisbon, today adorned her
Made her now a festival of love and faith
She was placed on that slope
Only those who live there know what she is
Roses in heaps, arches and balloons
Oh, how she looked, oh Jesus
I would bet that even the moonlight
Shines brighter here in Bica
Whoever has love troubles, whatever they may be
Go to Bica slowly
But be careful, yes, because Bica is like that
You might end up staying there one day
