Parapara
I'm going to change my profession
I'm going to be a singer
I'm going to Rio de Janeiro
Parapara
I'm going to change my profession
I'm going to be a singer
I'm going to Rio de Janeiro
On the Brazilian Express
By the month of February
I'm tired of being a blacksmith
Your doctor, oh your doctor
My Alagoan sound
Conquered American
I live from the United States
And to know my whereabouts
There in Rio de January
I consulted my patron saint
My friend, my friend, my friend
Go with faith and God
And may God help
May God take care of you
God does not deceive you