Mestre Sala Dos Mares
João Bosco
Master of the Sea of the Seas
A long time ago in the waters of Guanabara
The sea dragon reappeared
In the form of a brave wizard
Whom history has not forgotten
Known as the Black Navigator
He had the dignity of a master of ceremonies
And as he waved across the sea
In the joy of regattas
He was greeted at the port
By French girls
Young Polish girls
And by battalions of mulatto women
Red cascades flowed from the backs of the saints
Between songs and lashes
Flooding the hearts of the people in the hold
Who, like the wizard, shouted then
Glory to the pirates, to the mulatto women, to the mermaids
Glory to the farofa, to the cachaça, to the whales
Glory to all the inglorious struggles
That through our history
We never forget
Hail to the Black Navigator
Whose monument
Are the stones trodden on the dock
But hail
Hail to the Black Navigator
Whose monument
Are the stones trodden on the dock
But it's been a long time
