Último Regresso
Getúlio Cavalcanti
Last Return
They talk so much that my block is,
saying goodbye to never leave again.
And after it parades,
will bid farewell to its people.
From the return of no more coming back,
its shepherdesses will ask:
Don't let the champion block,
keep in its heart the pain of not singing.
One more block is a dream that is made,
the pastoral of a singular life.
It's beautiful to see the day break,
hear in the distance a thousand shepherdesses,
saying well, that Recife has,
the best carnival in my Brazil
