Tristeza Pé No Chão
Wilson Miranda
Sadness Foot on the Ground
Gave a squeeze of longing
On my tambourine
Dampened the cloth of the cuíca
With my tears
Gave my waiting time
For the beat and sang
My life on the avenue without excitement
Gave a squeeze of longing
On my tambourine
Dampened the cloth of the cuíca
With my tears
Gave my waiting time
For the beat and sang
My life on the avenue without excitement
Will keep the tradition
Go my block sadness and foot on the ground
Will keep the tradition
Go my block sadness and foot on the ground
Made the standard with my sorrows
Used your falseness as a highlight
From our disagreement I made my samba plot
From the old sound of my surdo I divided my verses
Will keep the tradition
Go my block sadness and foot on the ground
Will keep the tradition
Go my block sadness and foot on the ground
Put a mute on the jingles of the pandeiro
Marked the last rehearsal on any corner
Stained the green hope of our flag
Marked the parade day for Wednesday
Will keep the tradition
Go my block sadness and foot on the ground
Will keep the tradition
Go my block sadness and foot on the ground
