Roda Viva

There are days when we feel
Like someone who left or died
We suddenly stopped
Or was it the world that grew
We want to have an active voice
To rule our destiny
But here comes the merry-go-round
And takes destiny away

Round world, big merry-go-round
Spinning wheel, spinning top
Time turned in an instant
In the turns of my heart

We go against the current
Until we can't resist
It's on the boat's return that you feel
How much you failed to fulfill
We've been cultivating for a long time
The most beautiful rose bush there is
But here comes the merry-go-round
And takes the rose bush away

Round world, big merry-go-round
Spinning wheel, spinning top
Time turned in an instant
In the turns of my heart

The skirt wheel, the mulatto
Doesn't want to spin anymore, no sir
I can't serenade
The samba wheel is over
We take the initiative
Guitar in the street, singing
But here comes the merry-go-round
And takes the guitar away

Round world, big merry-go-round
Spinning wheel, spinning top
Time turned in an instant
In the turns of my heart

The samba, the guitar, the rose bush
One day the bonfire burned
It was all a passing illusion
That the first breeze took away
In the chest, the captive longing
Forces time to stop
But here comes the merry-go-round
And takes the longing away

Round world, big merry-go-round
Spinning wheel, spinning top
Time turned in an instant
In the turns of my heart

Round world, big merry-go-round
Spinning wheel, spinning top
Time turned in an instant
In the turns of my heart

Round world, big merry-go-round
Spinning wheel, spinning top
Time turned in an instant
In the turns of my heart