Samba-Enredo 2024 - Com a Sorte Virada Pra Lua, Segundo o Testamento da Cigana Esmeralda

What is mine belongs to the gypsy
What is hers is not mine
When February comes, my path is all yours
What is mine belongs to the gypsy
What is hers is not mine
When February comes, my path is all yours

It will clear up
Look at the people singing in the street
The Empress
Parades with luck turned to the Moon

It will clear up
Look at the people singing in the street
The Empress
Parades with luck turned to the Moon

Hey gypsy
The caravan is celebrating
There's bonfire, dance, and serenade
In this avenue of illusion
To the sound of guitar and violin
The verse of purest inspiration

I discovered your testament and made a manual
I dreamed life like a carnival
In daydreams and magic
I surrounded from all sides
Scratching faith on the slip
I bet on the crown and the heart

Destiny is traced in the palm of the hand
And life balances on each line
Dreamer wanderer, on the tightrope of love
I found my queen
Oh Empress

Destiny is traced in the palm of the hand
And life balances on each line
Dreamer wanderer, on the tightrope of love
I found my queen

I looked at the sky
In the infinity of the constellation
The night, the veil
I saw the stars in the vastness
I went under the starlight
To seek the certainty of my direction

Hey moonlight to sway the tide
My singing is a sign of faith
Harbinger of the fate of my School
The Sun kisses the Moon in the mirror of the sea
It's already marked on my calendar
Emerald-green, it's the victory that will come

What is mine belongs to the gypsy
What is hers is not mine
When February comes, my path is all yours
What is mine belongs to the gypsy
What is hers is not mine
When February comes, my path is all yours

It will clear up
Look at the people singing in the street
The Empress
Parades with luck turned to the Moon

It will clear up
Look at the people singing in the street
The Empress
Parades with luck turned to the Moon

Hey gypsy