Samba-Enredo 2020 - O Santo e o Rei: Encantarias de Sebastião

Every twentieth of January
On altars and yards
Through battlefields
A candle for the divine
The emperor boy
A Sebastião never fails

In the tides, the desired one
Unfaithful everywhere
Faced the full moon
In the desert, a grain of sand
Dom Sebastião wanders
Without future, nor past

Reborn beneath us, an enchanted caboclo
On the beach of sheets, the crowned bull
Wore bumba-meu-boi
Even changed fate
In the drum's leather was baptized

Dust, hey! Dust!
Beautiful stone placed the saint on the altar
The earth bled, where peace cried war
But he will return

Dust, hey! Dust!
Beautiful stone placed the saint on the altar
The earth bled, where peace cried war
But he will return

River, of the pierced chest
Of the lovers
Rio-batuqueiro

Oxossi, orixá of beautiful things
Guardian of this watercolor
Hail Rio de Janeiro

Orpheus play lyres in the favela
The city of woes
Asks the saint for protection
I shout your name at the cross
Oh patron saint! All my devotion

In Morro do Tuiuti
At the top of the yard
In Morro do Tuiuti
At the top of the yard
The procession will rise
To greet Sebastião
The procession will rise
To greet Sebastião

Every twentieth of January
On altars and yards
Through battlefields
A candle for the divine
The emperor boy
A Sebastião never fails

In the tides, the desired one
Unfaithful everywhere
Faced the full moon
In the desert, a grain of sand
Dom Sebastião wanders
Without future, nor past

In the desert, a grain of sand
Dom Sebastião wanders
Without future, nor past

Reborn beneath us, an enchanted caboclo
On the beach of sheets, the crowned bull
Wore bumba-meu-boi
Even changed fate
In the drum's leather was baptized

Dust, hey! Dust!
Beautiful stone placed the saint on the altar
The earth bled, where peace cried war
But he will return

Dust, hey! Dust!
Beautiful stone placed the saint on the altar
The earth bled, where peace cried war
But he will return

River, of the pierced chest
Of the lovers
Rio-batuqueiro

Oxossi, orixá of beautiful things
Guardian of this watercolor
Hail Rio de Janeiro

Orpheus play lyres in the favela
The city of woes
Asks the saint for protection
I shout your name at the cross
Oh patron saint! All my devotion

In Morro do Tuiuti
At the top of the yard
In Morro do Tuiuti
At the top of the yard
The procession will rise
To greet Sebastião
The procession will rise
To greet Sebastião

In Morro do Tuiuti
At the top of the yard
In Morro do Tuiuti
At the top of the yard
The procession will rise
To greet Sebastião
The procession will rise
To greet Sebastião

In Morro do Tuiuti
At the top of the yard
In Morro do Tuiuti
At the top of the yard
The procession will rise
To greet Sebastião
The procession will rise
To greet Sebastião