Re-Batucada

Smile, my crew is coming down the city
There’s gonna be a real carnival
The samba isn’t over yet

Smile, samba kills our sadness
I want to see my people happy
Just like the king commanded

The king told us to help each other
The king told the people to get moving
The king told us to look ahead
In truth, the partner king is in our minds

I’m a tough player, I know I am
In search of the beat, I’m going, going, going
The moment’s in the mind, it’s over, it’s over
Close the tab and draw the line, I’m all in

Much respect to the architects of Brazilian music
The real ones are those who never slack off
Whether in the backyard or at school, samba is top-notch
A working poet from Monday to Monday

It’s time to hit this thing
Turn the table
Let’s ditch the small talk
Beat strong in my chest
In a way that never ends
Beat deep, agogô, pandeiro, and tamborim

Smile, my crew is coming down the city
There’s gonna be a real carnival
The samba isn’t over yet

Smile, samba kills our sadness
I want to see my people happy
Just like the king commanded

So check it out, the crew has arrived
The samba isn’t over yet
No use complaining that there’s no drama
What’s done is done

A different carnival is what the king commanded
And that’s the one I’m going to
And it doesn’t matter which way I’m headed

Let’s go!

A national product of good export
National identity only for those with the gift
If you slip up, you literally samba out of the game
This one’s gonna break any chair

Who says the people forget easily
Is fooling you again
Doesn’t want you to look ahead
Strength and courage to face whatever comes
Says there’s
Says there’s
Says there’s more

Smile....

Much respect to the true architects
Of Brazilian music
With me:
I say Chico Science (Chico Science)
I say Cartola (Cartola)
I say Jovelina (Jovelina)
I say Tom Jobim (Tom Jobim)
I say Candeia (Candeia)
I say João Nogueira (João Nogueira)
I say Dona Neuma (Dona Neuma)
Tim Maia (My Friend)