Sadness is the lady
Since samba is samba it is like this
The clear tear on dark skin
At night the rain that falls outside
Solidity It's terrifying
Everything takes so long to be so bad
But something happens
In the always now in me
Singing I send the sadness away
Samba still goes born
Samba has not yet arrived
Samba will not die
See, the day has not yet dawn
Samba is the father of pleasure
Samba is the son of pain
The great transformative power

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