Sambando in the mud with white shoes, glorious
A great artist has to set the tone
Almost spinning, falling on his face
The voice is hoarse but the motto is good
Sambando in the mud and causing excitement
But look at this
A squatting samba in the land of frogs
Tap dancing in the toró
Singing and samba in the mud with white shoes, glorious
A great artist You have to teach a lesson
Almost spinning, falling flat
But with a little imagination
Samba in the mud without touching the ground
And that saying, what is it like?
Party over, musicians on foot
Musicians on foot, musicians on foot
Musicians on foot
Samba in the mud with white shoes, glorious
A great artist has to be authentic
Almost spinning, falling in the mouth
Birm of cap, swearing like a woman
Samba in the mud and passing the cap
But look
On the outside, filó, filó
By inside, molambo
Stumbling in the toró
Singing and samba in the mud with white shoes, glorious
A great artist has to give what he has and what he doesn't have
Playing the ball in the second half
After time, time always comes
Samba in the mud, friend, and everything's fine
And what's that saying like?
Party over, musicians on foot
Musicians on foot, musicians on foot
Musicians on foot
Sambando in the mud with white shoes, glorious
A great artist has to be happy
Sambando in the mud, saving the varnish
But look at this
In the land of frogs, samba while squatting
Tap dancing in the toró
Singing and samba in the mud with white shoes, glorious
A great artist has to be tranchã
Sambando in the mud, friend, see you tomorrow
And that saying, what is it like?
Party over, musicians on foot
Musicians on foot, musicians on foot
Musicians on foot