Bom Aprendiz
Arlindo Cruz
Good Apprentice
Lalaiá, la laiá lalaiá, lalaiá lalaiá, laiálaiá
Laiá
Go and tell her it's not possible
That at night the longing makes me cry
Say that the fortress has already crumbled
Certainty turned into uncertainty
Joy was carried away by the wind
Say that the hours go by slowly
That everything is out of place
That despair has already visited me
And my tears have dried from crying so much
Despair has already visited me
And my plate has dried from crying so much
But I will bounce back
Pain often teaches
Go, my samba, to tell her
That I am a good apprentice
And I can still be very happy
