Samba Enredo 2019 - O Salvador da Pátria
G.R.E.S Paraíso do Tuiuti
Samba Enredo 2019 - The Savior of the Nation
My Goat has hair in its nostrils
Tuiuti represents me
My Paradise chose Ceará
I'll goat dance láiá, láiá
Brazil was sold on a square stage
And to man it served iron, mud, and gag
Brazil was sold from the backlands to the mangrove
And the servile man shed tears of blood
Out of nowhere, a Goat coming from the countryside
Destiny poor, dreamer Northeasterner
Escaped from hunger, vagabond to God's will
Blew the flames of the Sea Dragon
Spent the day ruminating poetry
Hoofing in the heat of the mafuás
Goat breath perfuming bohemia
Carried Iracema in his arms to the pier
Not with luxury! Ground of grass!
Muderna was born a fortress for the critter
Grab the guitar, say a verse for iô iô
The savior! The savior!
Grab the guitar, say a verse for iô iô
The savior! The savior! (Of the nation!)
Oh, my boss
Life of cattle of this marked people
Doesn't need a doctor
When the result cleared
There was the Goat sitting there
Acclaimed the winner
Didn't even bellow, didn't even assume
This here, iôiô, is a little bit of Brazil
Didn't even bellow, didn't even assume
This here, iôiô, is a little bit of Brazil
