Lapa em três tempos
Paulinho da Viola
Lapa in Three Beats
Open the window, beautiful woman
Sang the troubadour poet
Open the window, beautiful woman
Of the old Lapa that has passed
It comes from the viceroys
And from the times of imperial Brazil
Through traditions
To the current republic
From the great masters of the past
They dedicated works of great value
To the Lapa of today and the Lapa of yesteryear
That we relive now
Ah serenades
How much nostalgia they bring us
From the cabarets and the parties
Framed by the gas lamps
The societies and the parades of the old carnivals
Look at the circle of hustlers
I want to see who’s gonna fall
Capoeira is planting
'Cause now you’re gonna rise
Dust, oh dust
The samba's gonna kick up dust
Dust, oh! Dust
The samba's gonna kick up dust
Image of old Rio
Cradle of great figures in history
The modern architecture renews it all the time
But the famous arches, the beautiful monasteries
Are relics of this neighborhood
That was the cradle of bohemian serenaders
Open the window, beautiful woman
Sang the troubadour poet
Open the window, beautiful woman
Of the old Lapa that has passed
