Portela - Samba-Enredo 2013

Open up the circle
Madureira has arrived
The dust is already rising
In the drumming, sway yo-yo
Sway yaya

And there I go singing with my guitar
Love has its mysteries
Where I let myself be carried
Laiá, Our story begins there
In the mill of the farm
From the sugarcane fields

The chapel bell tolls
It's the saint's day, my lady
There's jongueiro magic
The drum called me to dance

Time turned in the train circle and came
The inspiration of the samba composer
Who versed in the market
It was on this ground
That the star shone on the stage
Madura stepped on the grass
The charming rogue danced
In the pagode with another swing
When the group arrived
It stirred the black swing
And the Bahian lady spun

Join the revelry with me
My love comes in faith
In the illusion of fantasy
Goes as one can who wants

The imperial crown emerged
In other paths for the same ritual
Portela, my suburban pride
Brings the sovereign poets
On this train to sing
That Madureira is much more than a place
It's the samba capital that makes me dream