Since the samba has begun
The brave guy used all along
Several variations to
Deal with all the emotions, all the affairs and all the landscapes of the place
Many characters, dramas, illusions
Many nights of languish and moonlight
Homes, taverns, streets, alleys, a thunder's echo
Always, each new day, a samba
Oh! My darling...
Now I'm here presenting myself and pretending to be brave
I just need to enjoy
This ancient tradition of the "gran" songwriter
Proclaiming your living
Giving your pain wings to fly away
Since the samba has begun
Somebody has dreamed all along
Today I'm the one who comes here to dream
I wish my samba, my pain
My singing, my love
Reach you, and wake you up
In the first moment of the morning
When the day finally begins
I wish my torpedo could reach your heart
As soon as the day begins, a samba
Oh! My darling...
Now I'm here presenting myself and singing my samba
I just need to enjoy
This eternal possibility of reaching
Through the wings of the song
The distance won't
Ever separate us