Cometa Mambembe

When the star shines in your hair
And the gallop wakes up by the shore
Well, the bird sings and the song in the guava tree
Breeze and moon in the grass to smell

On the comet of the Bahian guitar
Or in the colors of the peacock's tail
Zanzibar, Tuaregs, and rhythms
Andalusians of Gandhi, heart

Have faith in the blue that's in the frevo
'Cause blue is the color of joy
The wandering horse without a trace
A gallop from Olinda to Bahia
Oh

Have faith in the blue that's in the frevo
'Cause blue is the color of joy
The wandering horse without a trace
A gallop from Olinda to Bahia