Maliciosa

Another day in January in Rio de Janeiro
When she passed me, I became lighter
In the midst of so much perfume, I felt your scent
I no longer heard the cavaquinho, tantã, or tambourine

Halfway through the samba circle when I saw her
It looked like a scene from a movie, my world stopped
Out of nowhere that crowd started to disappear
And the samba turned to blues when she kissed me

All mischievous, delicious
Beachy, wild, naughty
Come be my Recife carnival
The plot of my samba school
Mischievous, delicious
Beachy, wild, naughty
Come be my Recife carnival
The plot of my samba school

The two of us on a stroll through the wonderful city
Very simple
The two of us in a passin
Have another beer, kid
Marilia Mendonça on the radio, hey

If I go up on this stage here (here)
It was God who gave you to me

All mischievous, delicious
Beachy, wild, naughty
Come be my Recife carnival
The plot of my samba school
Mischievous, delicious
Beachy, wild, naughty
Come be my Recife carnival
The plot of my samba school

Another day in January in Rio de Janeiro
When she passed me, I became lighter
In the midst of so much perfume, I felt your scent
I no longer heard the cavaquinho, tantã, or tambourine

Halfway through the samba circle when I saw her
It looked like a scene from a movie, my world stopped
Out of nowhere that crowd started to disappear
And the samba turned to blues when she kissed me

All mischievous, delicious
Beachy, wild, naughty
Come be my Recife carnival
The plot of my samba school
Mischievous, delicious
Beachy, wild, naughty
Come be my Recife carnival
The plot of my samba school

Another day in January in Rio de Janeiro