Grande Rio - Samba-Enredo 2025

The girl is a real showstopper
Parawara magic
The same Moon from Turkey
On the crossing, she was enchanted
The sea breeze guides me without fear
For a fragrant bath
At the crossroads, sea foam
Made the mururé flower bloom
Pororoca takes me to the bottom of the creek
Dodges the arrow, doesn’t get caught in the purequé
Those made of clay, in the swamp, are Caruana
The dolphin whistles, Mother Water dances

If the Boiúna stirs, it’s a wild ride, wild ride
Four beads, a feather headdress
Hail the singing macaw, butterfly on the lookout
And the jaguar from Grão-Pará

In the curimba of babaçuê
There’s a group of spirits
The codoense macaia is a ritual from the other side
Come see the three princesses dancing in the curimbó
It’s the doctrine of the saint spinning in my carimbó
And that’s how their swords have the herbs of Jurema
New destinies in the same poem
And in the terreiros, the scent of patchouli
Lights the embers of the incense
For the master to beat his faith
Night of celebration, Curió Marajoara
Protect Caxias in the waters of Nazaré

It’s the strength of the caboclo, vodun, and orixá
My people make the turn just like in the dance
Call Jarina, Herondina, and Mariana
Grande Rio sets the samba on the mine drum