Falsa Baiana (part. Roberto Silva)

Bahian who enters the circle, just stands still
Don't sing, don't samba
Don't fool around or anything
Don't know how to drive the youth crazy

Baiana is the one who joins samba
Anyway
That moves, moves
Knots the chairs
Leaving the kids with their mouths watering

Bahian who enters the circle, just stands still
Don't sing, don't samba
Don't fool around or anything
Don't know how to drive the youth crazy

Baiana is the one who joins samba
Anyway
That moves, moves
Knots the chairs
Leaving the kids with their mouths watering

The fake Bahian when she joins the samba
Nobody bothers
Nobody claps
Nobody opens the wheel
No one shouts: Yay!
Save Bahia, sir

But we like
When a Bahian woman breaks right
From top to bottom
Roll your eyes
Saying: I am the daughter of Saint Salvador

Bahian who enters the circle, just stands still
Don't sing, don't samba
Don't fool around or anything
Don't know how to drive the youth crazy

Baiana is the one who joins samba
Anyway
That moves, moves
Knots the chairs
Leaving the kids with their mouths watering

With you, master Roberto Silva!

Bahian who enters the circle, just stands still
Don't sing, don't samba
Don't fool around or anything
Don't know how to drive the youth crazy

Baiana is the one who joins samba
Anyway
That moves, moves
Knots the chairs
Leaving the kids with their mouths watering

Bahian who enters the circle, just stands still
Don't sing, don't samba
Don't fool around or anything
He doesn't know how to drive the youth crazy (ah, yes!)

Baiana is the one who joins samba
Anyway
That moves, moves
Knots the chairs
Leaving the kids with their mouths watering

The fake Bahian when she falls into samba
Nobody bothers
Nobody claps
Nobody opens the wheel
No one shouts: Yay!
Save Bahia, sir

But we like
When a Bahian woman breaks right
From top to bottom
Roll your eyes
And she says: I am the daughter of Saint Salvador

Bahian who enters the circle, just stands still
Don't sing, don't samba
Don't fool around or anything
Don't know how to drive the youth crazy

Baiana is the one who joins samba
Anyway
That moves, moves
Knots the chairs
Leaving the kids with their mouths watering

The fake Bahian when she falls into samba
Nobody bothers
Nobody claps
Nobody opens the wheel
No one shouts: Yay!
Save Bahia, sir

But we like
When a Bahian woman breaks right
From top to bottom
Roll your eyes
And she says: I am the daughter of Saint Salvador

What a pleasure, my master!
My dear Roberta Sá!