Brazil showing your voice, showing your swing Each city has a different native sound My blood is hot, my body is broken Surviving and living Dying and being born every day To the beat of that drum I listen to my heart This culture boils in revelry The black nation screaming in pain and love Here you hear multicolored sounds Then the whole world spin and dances the samba Samba samba-reggae Samba metal-samba Aê, aê, aê, Metalxé Invading the world Brazilian blood