Zé Da Ralé

One day, Joe from the Streets
Decided to be cool
Even on foot
He quickly arrived in Copacabana

Checked shirt, on his body for a month
Fishing pants poorly patched
His shoes were unpolished and with a hole in the sole

He decided to flirt with a high-class lady
Leaning against the wall
It didn't even cross his mind
That he was broke

Right away, someone came and warned him
Get a grip, etc. and so on
And as a bonus, he received a direct hit
In the middle of his face

He fell, lying in the middle of the canvas
Those who are born to divide in life
Never add up

Here's an old piece of advice
For Joe from the Streets
The way is to accept
What life is