Desde Que o Samba É Samba

Sadness is the lady
Since samba became samba, that's how it is
The clear tear on the dark skin
The night, the rain falling outside
Loneliness terrifies
Everything taking so long to be so bad
But something happens
Right now in me
Singing, I send sadness away

Sadness is the lady
Since samba became samba, that's how it is
The clear tear on the dark skin
The night and the rain falling outside
Loneliness terrifies
Everything taking so long to be so bad
But something happens
Right now in me
Singing, I send sadness away

Samba is yet to be born
Samba has not arrived yet
Samba will not die
See, the day has not dawned yet

Samba is the father of pleasure
Samba is the son of pain
The great transformative power