Samba-Enredo 2019 - Na Madureira Moderníssima, Hei Sempre de Ouvir Cantar Uma Sabiá

Axé, it's me
Mixed race, brown from Angola, it's me
On stage, in the middle of the street, it's me
From Minas Gerais, playful, a singing mermaid, let it calm down
From the sea of Oswaldo Cruz to Madureira
The Brazilian essence sways from my place
In the verses of a singer
The song of the races calling me
Barefoot in the samba temple I am
It's rose, it's lace for the Eagle to adorn
Revelry, uproar, ijexá
At Ogum's beachfront party
It's a firm point for my orixás, Eparrei!

Eparrei Oyá, Eparrei
The wind blows, makes me dream
Let the people be moved
Your daughter has returned, my mother

Eparrei Oyá, Eparrei
The wind blows, makes me dream
Let the people be moved
Your daughter has returned, my mother

To see the beloved Portela
And be happy
When the Old Guard passes by
The fierce blackness in procession
Once again I let my heart be taken
To Paulo, my teacher
Natal, our guardian
Candeia that lights my path
I returned to the nostalgic Avenue
To eternalize the modernist Blue and White
I returned, made a request to the Patroness
To celebrate on this Ash Wednesday

Our stars in the sky are celebrating
Here comes Portela with Oxalá's blessings
In the song of a Sabiá, sambaing until morning
I am Clara Guerreira, the daughter of Ogum with Iansã

Our stars in the sky are celebrating
Here comes Portela with Oxalá's blessings
In the song of a Sabiá, sambaing until morning
I am Clara Guerreira, the daughter of Ogum with Iansã