Samba Saravah [English version] lyrics

Everyone should be happy, I agree

and laugh and sing every night, like you and me

yet pain and sorrows appear out of the blue

So there must be in the samba lonely sighs

so she remains like a dawn that will not rise

like champagne with no bubbles 'round your nose

that's not the kind of samba that I love

To sing a samba without sadness

Is to love a woman who has nothing but her beauty

So said Vinicius de Moraes, poet and diplomat,

who loves his country passionately

and I, who also love passionately,

can best express that love in the samba

like a lover telling everyone of his love

except the woman he loves

There are some who believe she'll fade away

but they are fools who don't know her anyway

and yet I want to possess her all the more

There's no sound quite as motherless to know

There's no sound quite as subtle quite as strong

The sound of summer, spring and fall

And so my heart will love the samba best of all

João Gilberto, Carlos Lyra, Dorival Caymmi, Antonio Carlos Jobim, Vinicius de Moraes, Baden Powell who together created this song and many others, I salute you. Tonight I raise my glass to you in gratitude for everything you helped me discover, you who made the samba what she is. Saravah.... Pixinginha, Noel Rosa, Dolores Duran, Cyro Monteiro, to all of you. And all of the other dear friends so close to my heart tonight, Baden of course, Ico, Oswaldo, Luigi, Oscar, Nicolino, Milton, saravah…

Saravah...

To all of you my friends who invented a word I can never say without emotion, a word that stirs people and makes them sing, that warms the sky, samba

Long ago down in Bahia she was born

and years of joy and of sadness brought her form

now her beauty belongs to everyone

*She has the grace of whiteness in her form

She has the soul of blackness in her heart

I am enchanted by her call,

My heart loves the samba best of all

*repeat x2