Nois tropica, mas não cai

We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way
We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way

There are people who can't drink the good stuff
With the first sip, they're already falling
There are people who can't drink anything
With the second sip, they're kissing the stairs

There are people who can't drink wine
With the first glass, they're already dizzy
People who can't handle 'rooster tail'
End up wasted, peeing in the drain

We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way
We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way

We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way
We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way

There are people who can't drink tequila
They get sleepy right away and doze off
Can't drink any kind of brandy
If they start talking, they're spitting on people

There are people who don't drink whiskey with ice
And drink so much that their knees swell
People who can't drink a beer
Start crying with their head on the table

We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way
We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way

We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way
We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way

There are people who don't drink pure cachaça
Sugar, lemon, add ice and mix
Then they call it a caipirinha
And burp sour all night long

There are people who, when they can't find cachaça
Drink anything and the craving doesn't go away
Is the drink making you sleepy?
Beware, the drunkard has no owner

We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way
We stumble, but don't fall
You can trust that it will go this way