Um Frevo Novo

Castro Alves Square belongs to the people
As the sky is from the plane
A new frevo, a frevo, a new frevo
Everyone in the square and a lot of awkward people in the hall

Put your elbow in and open the way
Grab my hair so it doesn't get lost and end up alone
Time passes, but I'll get there with determination
It is here in this square that everything will have to be painted