Memórias do Café Nice

Oh, how I miss it
Oh, how I miss it
From the he said, she said chat
From Café Nice, how I miss it

How I miss it
How I miss it
From the chat, from the hearsay
From Café Nice, how I miss it

Chico Alves arrived in a Cadillac
I wanted to join the samba right away
Ismael is just on bread and butter
I forgot about the black girl so I could stay

And I, in samba, stayed up all night
Café Nice was a slice of heaven
João de Barro drummed in a corner
Lamartine, Pixinguinha, Admiral and Noel

Oh, how I miss it
Oh, how I miss it
From the chat, from the hearsay
From Café Nice, how I miss it

How I miss it
How I miss it
From the chat, from the hearsay
From Café Nice, how I miss it

Caymmi, without belly and without locks
I showed Carmen and what the Bahian woman has
Ari Barroso, on the piano, complained
That Donga made a samba that belongs to no one

And Metralha stayed up all night
Café Nice woke up in celebration mode
Cartola tuned the guitar
What a shame that now all that's left is longing

Oh, how I miss it
Oh, how I miss it
From the chat, from the hearsay
From Café Nice, how I miss it

How I miss it
How I miss it
From the chat, from the hearsay
From Café Nice, how I miss it