Bloco do Prazer [English translation]

To free my heart

I want much more

Than the sound of the slow march

I want a new balancê

The (carnival) block of pleasure

That the crowd comments on

I don't want eight nor eighty

I want the block of pleasure

And who doesn't want it?

Mama mummy I want it yes

I want to be Mandarim

Smelling gasoline

On the most important flower of my garden

Just like carmine

From the mouth of the girls

That life rocks and contaminates

The gas that stores the balancê

Come my love like a crazy woman

As life is short

And I want much more

More than that pain that breaks

The violent passion

Eighty carnivals

Come my love like a crazy woman

As life is short

And I want much more

More than that pain that breaks

The violent passion

Eighty carnivals