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História do samba

Se querem saber a història do samba
O samba nasceu numa roda de bamba
O Chico Navalha foi desacatar
O Zé do Pandeiro teve que brigar
O Chico Navalha, puxando da dita,
Partiu para o Zé numa briga esquisita
Na confusão que houve na baiúca
Um dizia Eu te cutuco
O outro Não cutuca
(Eu te cutuco)
Eu te cutuco, não cutuca
Eu te cutuco, não cutuca, eu te cutuco,
Não cutuca, não
Eu te cutuco, não cutuca
Eu te cutuco, não cutuca,
Me cutuca que eu te taco a mão
A briga acabou, notícia correu
Pra vir pra cidade do morro desceu
E foi se esplhando, entrou no salão
No ritmo quente dessa marcação
E agora se escuta em todo país
O povo que canta, contente e feliz
No carnaval, que coisa maluca
Os tamborins no te cutuco, não cutuca

The History of Samba

If you want to know the story of samba
Samba was born in a circle of rogues
Chico Navalha was disrespectful
Zé do Pandeiro had to fight
Chico Navalha, drawing the knife,
Charged at Zé in a strange fight
In the confusion that happened in the dive
One said, "I'll poke you."
The other, "Don't poke me."
(I'll poke you)
I'll poke you, don't poke me
I'll poke you, don't poke me, I'll poke you,
Don't poke me, no
I'll poke you, don't poke me
I'll poke you, don't poke me,
Poke me and I'll hit you
The fight was over, the news spread
To come to the city from the slum
And it spread, entered the ballroom
In the hot rhythm of this beat
And now it is heard throughout the country
People singing, happy and joyful
In the carnival, what a crazy thing
The tambourines in the I'll poke you, don't poke me