Samba Enredo 1992 - E a Magia da Sorte Chegou

A star shone, shone
Shone, shone, shone,
So sparkling
That it illuminated the magicians.
Will it be, will it be the new Sun of Tomorrow? Of Tomorrow.
The rainbow of alliance
That will not fade.
Coming from the East with its art of creating,
In the palm of the hand reads fate
With the magic of its gaze.
Arriving in the Old continent
The mark of disillusionment,
Punishment, exile, lash,
Why so much discrimination?

With each step, the dust rises from the ground.
Blacksmith, sorcerer, bandit (repeat)
Freedom is their religion.

And here comes the owner of this land.
In the cradle the hand of the boy
Opened to destiny,
Behold the New Canaan.
Hey, hey gypsy,
Pioneer in search of crystals,
Sings, dances, represents,
Brings life to our cultural ties.
Gypsy king, enlightened miner
The world will not forget,
Planted in Brazilian soil
The realization of dawn.
It's a New Era, oh oh
The Magic of Luck has arrived.

The Sun will shine,
The guiding star emerges
And under the protection of the Moon (repeat)
Sing Viradouro
That luck is yours