Voz Da Lapa

The voice of Lapa enchanted
Filled the chest with longing
Samba always has value
Down the hill of the city
Stopped and saw, let the pain get drunk
Lost the rush and fell in love
Almost smiled, consoled, sang at the bar
Entered the party and fell in love
Fell in the center, illuminated
In the streets, houses, and squares
The arch, the sun crossed
A light curtain of smoke
Almost disappeared in the hallway
Was idle chatting and fell in love
Then pretended to be a teacher
Incorporated into his play and fell in love