Tambor (feat. Afrika Bambaataa)

Drum
Drum
Drum

It's in the plot, it's in the samba of the yard
In the marujada, in the avenue, in the congada
It's in the ciranda, in the charanga, in the divine
On the catwalk, it's the king of the drumming

At the funk ball, it's the big drum
Makes the young girls shake it down to the floor
In the earthquake, the sub bass in control
For the beat, for the rumble, I don't get tired

And when the drum plays
It's a party, I sing, I dance
And when the drum plays
Hope lights up

And when the drum plays
It's a party, I sing, I dance
And when the drum plays

Ah, Fernanda
Africa Bambaataa

Push the block, excite the street, it's carnival
Hold the band because the show is top-notch
Coming from the date (?) in digital beat
Calling the crowd through social media

Heats up the skin, goes all out
It's caprichoso, it's guaranteed
I want to see
Sustain the rhyme of the boys in the square
And usually where there's fire, there's smoke

And when the drum plays
It's a party, I sing, I dance
And when the drum plays
Hope lights up

And when the drum plays
It's a party, I sing, I dance
And when the drum plays

A sound wave that blows your mind
Runs in the blood and explodes in the chest
Causing an effect that messes with us
Hits happily in the palm of the hand, yeah
Goes down to the floor, floor

And when the drum plays
It's a party, I sing, I dance
And when the drum plays
Hope lights up

And when the drum plays
It's a party, I sing, I dance
And when the drum plays