Unhappy Thought

Who are you who don't know what you're saying? My God in Heaven, what an unhappy thought Hooray for Estácio, Salgueiro, Mangueira, Oswaldo Cruz and Matriz Which always knew very well That Vila (Isabel) doesn't want to suffocate anyone Only wants to show that it also makes samba

To make a poem in the Vila is child's play The sound of samba dances to the grove I already called for you to see You didn't because you didn't want to Who are you who don't know what you're saying?

Vila is an independent city Which has samba but doesn't want the patent Why pay attention to someone who doesn't know Where his nose is Who are you who don't know what you're saying?

Palpite Infeliz