Regina Elis
Personality Vol. 2
Pout-Pourri With Jair Rodrigues
THE MORRO HAS NO TIME
The hill has no time
And what he did is already gone too much
But look carefully, when you give way to the hill
The whole city will sing
Slave in the world in which I am
Slave in the kingdom in which I am
But in chains no one can love
But in chains no one can love
UGLY IS NOT BEAUTIFUL
Ugly, is not beautiful
The hill exists but asks to be ended
Sing, but sing sad
Because sadness is all there is to sing about
Cry, but cry laughing
Because he is brave and never lets himself be broken
Love, the hill loves
Beautiful love, afflicted love
That calls for another story
SAMBA DO CARIOCA
Come on, Carioca, come out of your sleep slowly
The day is already coming
br/>And the sun is about to rise
Saint George, your godfather, gives you sugarcane to drink
Xango, your father, gives you many women to love
THIS WORLD IS MINE
br/>Saravá, Ogum, mandinga of our people continues
Where's the dispatch to finish
Holy warrior in the forest
If you don't come, I'll fight myself
If you don't Come, I'll fight myself
HAPPINESS
Happiness is like a feather
That the wind carries through the air
It flies so lightly, but its life is short
There needs to be non-stop wind
SAMBA DE NEGRO
I went up there on the hill just to see
What the black guy has
To sing like that
And do samba like no one else
I'M GOING TO WALK AROUND
I'm going to walk around, ask around
To see if I can find it
The peace I lost
THE SUN WILL RISE
Smiling I intend to lead life
For crying I saw lost youth
SAY I WENT THAT way
If anyone asks about me
Say I went around
Carrying the guitar under my arm
On any corner I stop
In any bar I go in
And if there is a reason, it's another samba that I do
If you want to know if I'll come back, say yes
But only after the longing leaves me
But only after the longing leaves me
LIGHT THE CANDLES
Lighting the candles is already a profession
When there's no samba, there's disappointment
Lighting the candles is already a profession
When it's not me, it's Nara Leão
THE VOICE OF THE MORRO
I am samba
The voice of the hill is myself, yes sir
I want to show the world that I have value
I am the king of the terreiro
br/>I am samba
I'm from here in Rio de Janeiro
I'm the one who brings joy
To millions of Brazilian hearts
THE MORRO HAS NO TIME
THE There's no time for the hill
And what he did was already too much
But look carefully
When you give the hill its place
The whole city will sing
It will sing, will sing
will sing, will sing

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