Um Tempo Musical (Samba de Verão 2)

You have in your walk
The same sensual and musical way
Of someone I saw leaving steps on the ground
A joyful division of the summer samba
If it weren't for the magazine, before it was seen
Showing the cosmonauts, space sailors
Marking another time, a musical time
Bringing to the verse
Its temporal reverse

I would say that joy
Made the G-clef shine in the sunlight
The longing in fact, fetus, depth and form
Takes its role of not letting it die
With encouragement now focused on your walk
And I see the same musical rhythm
I discover that this time will never pass
Never

Summer samba, summer samba
Summer samba

I would say that joy
Made the G-clef shine in the sunlight
The longing in fact, fetus, depth and form
Takes its role of not letting it die
With encouragement now focused on your walk
And I see the same musical rhythm
I discover that this time will never pass
Never

Summer samba, summer samba
Summer samba