Vida de Compositor

It fell, my samba-enredo fell
Fell to the ground
My heart, no grudge, no resentment
All for the samba school

Beautiful melody, beautiful poetry
I found no fault
But samba-enredo only wins one

The samba is a piece of us
Inspired, made with love
It fell, I'll console my partner

First I'll control my pain, my pain
This is the life of a composer