Samba Enredo 1974 - O Rei de França Na Ilha da Assombração

In creed in cross, hey hey, Virgin Mary,
The old black women bless themselves, it gives me goosebumps

Oh, oh, oh Xangô,
The old black women don't lie, no sir.

They didn't sing in vain
The poet and the sabiá
At the source of Ribeirão.
Legend and haunting
Tell that the child king
Saw the kingdom of France in Maranhão.
From the woods he made the hall of mirrors
In palm grove candelabras,
From the Indian people the royal court,
Of gold and silver an unreal world.

In the imagination of the spoiled king
The queen was a goddess
In the enchanted kingdom.

On the Lençóis beach,
Sand haunting,
The crowned black bull
Is Dom Sebastião.
It's midnight, Nhá Jança comes,
Descends from beyond in the carriage
Of living fire, light of nobility,
Tiles come out, its richness,
And the marvelous slave
Is the silver serpent
That surrounds the island.