Voltei Recife

I returned to Recife
It was longing that brought me by the arm
I want to see brooms in the street again
Have a few drinks and get into the rhythm
Where are the bullfighters, where is the Golden Ball
The Shovels and Lumberjacks and the Batutas de São José Block
I want to feel the immensity of frevo
That enters the mind, then takes over the body and ends in the feet
I returned to Recife
It was longing that brought me by the arm
I want to see brooms in the street again
Have a few drinks and get into the rhythm
Where are the bullfighters, where is the Golden Ball
The Shovels and Lumberjacks and the Batutas de São José Block
I want to feel the immensity of frevo
That enters the mind, then takes over the body and ends in the feet