Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
In Rio de Janeiro we now fun in the district prem ( Num-naeyya-Goua! )
Instead of street punks , circle dancing samba freaks in the rain !
Remove the umbrellas !
Sad because the one who does not meet the rain !
Chorus:
In the rhythm of dancing people , echo synchronously animals
Burba , Saul ! Burba , Saul ! (Up finger! )
And enjoying the pace of forest and prairie
Burba , Saul ! Ebony and Spanish dance !
We otpili and its Scuro - will learn capoeira ! ( Kalkaleyya! Kalkaleyya - ya !)
Instead facial expressions become hungover with a smile all the people to meet !
Kindle fires !
Break up the tents , and let us.
Chorus:
Beasts dance dance, people - dance dance !
Burba , Saul ! Burba , Saul ! (Up finger! )
And enjoying the pace of forest and prairie
Burba , Saul ! Ebony and Spanish dance !
On forest roads , hills , towns without fear we go!
Where we play , all dancing , no misery where we sing !
Not rise more evil !
Raging fires and come !
Chorus:
Time when the birds up vzmoyut looking at dance
Burba , Saul ! Burba , Saul ! (Up finger! )
Crumble all the borders of the empire and steep !
Burba , Saul ! Ebony and Spanish dance !
Oh oh- euo ! Oh -oh-oh - euo !
Burba , Saul !
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!
Oh oh- euo ! Oh -oh-oh - euo !
Burba , Saul !
Burba , Saul !
