Samba da Minha Terra
Novos Baianos
Samba from My Land
The samba from my land makes us soft
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
The samba from my land makes us soft
When you sing, everyone moves
When everyone sings, everyone
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody
When you sing, everyone moves
Who doesn't like samba?
Surely they can't be a good fellow
They're bad in the head
Or sick in the foot
I was born with samba
I grew up in samba
And from the damned samba
I never separated
The samba from Bahia makes us soft
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
It's just that the samba from Bahia makes us soft
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
Who doesn't like samba?
Surely they can't be a good fellow
They're bad in the head
Or sick in the foot
I was born with samba
I grew up in samba
And from the damned samba
I never separated
It's just that the samba from Bahia makes us soft
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
It's just that the samba from Bahia makes us soft
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
When you sing, everyone moves
Who doesn't like samba?
Surely they can't be a good fellow
They're bad in the head
Or sick in the foot
I was born with samba
I grew up in samba
And from the damned samba
I never separated
Samba!
