Sweep, sweep, sweep little brooms
One day he swept the streets of Bahia
Frevo, rain of frevo and umbrellas
Burning metals, red hot, burning embers
Sweep, sweep, sweep vassourinhas
One day he swept the streets of Bahia
He opened wings and paths to later pass
The trio of Armandinho, Dodô and Osmar (bis)
And the frevo that is from Pernambuco , ui, ui, ui, ui
He suffered when he arrived in Bahia, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
A touch, a Bahian accent, ui, ui, ui, ui
He painted a new energy, oh, oh, oh, oh
Since the time of the old fubica, hahahahaha...
No one stays still
It's the frevo, it's the trio, oh It's the people
It's the people, it's the frevo, it's the trio
Always together doing the newest (encore)
Brazilian Carnival

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