Na Cadência do Samba

Bamba's drumming
Beautiful cadence of samba
Bamba's drumming
Beautiful cadence of samba

Bamba's drumming
Beautiful cadence of samba
Bamba's drumming
Beautiful cadence of samba

I know I'm going to die, I don't know the day
I will miss Maria
I know I'm going to die, I don't know when
I will miss Aurora

I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba
I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba
I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba

But no one will drag my name through the mud
The popular saying goes
The man dies, the fame remains

I want to die in a bamba's drumbeat
In the beautiful cadence of samba
I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba
I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba

Bamba's drumming
Beautiful cadence of samba
Bamba's drumming
Beautiful cadence of samba

Bamba's drumming
Beautiful cadence of samba
Bamba's drumming
Beautiful cadence of samba

I know I'm going to die, I don't know the day
I will miss Maria
I know I'm going to die, I don't know when
I will miss Aurora

I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba
I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba
I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba

But no bum will drag my name through the mud
The popular saying goes
The man dies, the fame remains

I want to die in a bamba's drumbeat
In the beautiful cadence of samba
I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba
I want to die in a bamba's batucada
In the beautiful cadence of samba