O Carnaval Quem É Que Faz?

The moonlight, the dark night
the whole scene like in a movie
the distant drum, the metal announces
another carnival is starting
The street is full
I sneak through like a ninja in the
middle of the crowd
the chest inflames, tears spill
another carnival is starting

Who makes carnival?
The carnival is still made by the reveler

In the pushing, rubbing, in the rubbing
the crowd advances in a medieval film
the fantasy is in your head
another carnival is starting
Who's below wants more space
who's above wants your warmth
who's in the rain, jumps and dries off
another carnival is starting

Who makes carnival?
The carnival is still made by the reveler