Palpite Infeliz

Who are you that doesn't know what you're saying?
My God in Heaven, what an unlucky guess!
Salve Estácio, Salgueiro, Mangueira
Oswaldo Cruz and Matriz
Who always knew very well
That Vila doesn't want to silence anyone
Just wants to show that it makes samba too

Writing poems in Vila is a game
To the sound of samba, even the trees dance
I invited you to see
You didn't see because you didn't want to
Who are you that doesn't know what you're saying?

Vila is an independent city
That makes samba but doesn't want to take a patent
Why care about those who don't know
Where their nose is?
Who are you that doesn't know what you're saying?