They say so much that my bloco is
Saying goodbye to never come out again
And after it parades
It will bid farewell to its people
From a return that will never happen

Its pastoras will plead
Don’t let it, no, don’t let the champion bloco
Hold in its chest the pain of not singing
One more bloco is a dream that comes true
In the pastoris of this singular life

It’s beautiful to see the day break
With guitars and thousands of pastorinhas
Saying loud and clear that Recife has
The best Carnival in all of Brazil