RODA VIVA by Chico Buarque, new words by Joel Sattler

New title: “The Merry-Go-Round of Life”

Some days you feel just like a phantom

Some days you are just a no show

Did you simply fall off the track or

Was the world that has grown?

We all want to have our own say when

We’re there at the end of the road

But here comes the Merry-Go-Round

And destiny won’t let us go

Wheel of the world, wheel of the circus

Wheels within wheels, a spinning top

The reeling of time instantaneous

The place where the heart cannot stop

We fight upstream against the current

Till we cannot see the way through

The boat has to turn back around when

There is so much more we should do

It’s time for to tend to our roses

Time to attend to our cares

But here comes the Merry-Go-Round and

We have so much more to do there

Wheel of the world, wheel of the circus

Wheels within wheels, a spinning top

The reeling of time instantaneous

The place where the heart cannot stop

The whirl of the skirt of a brown girl

Does not want to spin nosiree

The dance of the samba is over

I won’t serenade her, not me

There at the start with violas

We’re ready to sing and to play

But here comes the Merry-Go-Round

All ready to take us away

Wheel of the world, wheel of the circus

Wheels within wheels, a spinning top

The reeling of time instantaneous

The place where the heart cannot stop

The samba, the strings and the roses

The fire that someday will burn

It all was a passing illusion

The first breeze of spring did return

But still in our hearts is nostalgia

Remembering time before tears

But here comes the Merry-Go-Round and

So then it just all disappears

Wheel of the world, wheel of the circus

Wheels within wheels, a spinning top

The reeling of time instantaneous

The place where the heart cannot stop

Wheel of the world, wheel of the circus

Wheels within wheels, a spinning top

The reeling of time instantaneous

The place where the heart cannot stop 

Wheel of the world, wheel of the circus

Wheels within wheels, a spinning top

The reeling of time instantaneous

The place where the heart cannot stop

Wheel of the world, wheel of the circus

Wheels within wheels, a spinning top

The reeling of time instantaneous

The place where the heart cannot stop

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Original lyrics in Portuguese by Chico Buarque

Tem dias que a gente se sente

Como quem partiu ou morreu

A gente estancou de repente

Ou foi o mundo então que cresceu...

A gente quer ter voz ativa

No nosso destino mandar

Mas eis que chega a roda viva

E carrega o destino prá lá ...

Roda mundo, roda gigante

Roda moinho, roda pião

O tempo rodou num instante

Nas voltas do meu coração...

A gente vai contra a corrente

Até não poder resistir

Na volta do barco é que sente

O quanto deixou de cumprir

Faz tempo que a gente cultiva

A mais linda roseira que há

Mas eis que chega a roda viva

E carrega a roseira prá lá...

Roda mundo, roda gigante

Roda moinho, roda pião

O tempo rodou num instante

Nas voltas do meu coração...

A roda da saia mulata

Não quer mais rodar não senhor

Não posso fazer serenata

A roda de samba acabou...

A gente toma a iniciativa

Viola na rua a cantar

Mas eis que chega a roda viva

E carrega a viola prá lá...

Roda mundo, roda gigante

Roda moinho, roda pião

O tempo rodou num instante

Nas voltas do meu coração...

O samba, a viola, a roseira

Que um dia a fogueira queimou

Foi tudo ilusão passageira

Que a brisa primeira levou...

No peito a saudade cativa

Faz força pro tempo parar

Mas eis que chega a roda viva

E carrega a saudade prá lá ...

Roda mundo, roda gigante

Roda moinho, roda pião

O tempo rodou num instante

Nas voltas do meu coração

Roda mundo, roda gigante

Roda moinho, roda pião

O tempo rodou num instante

Nas voltas do meu coração

Roda mundo, roda gigante

Roda moinho, roda pião

O tempo rodou num instante

Nas voltas do meu coração

Roda mundo, roda gigante

Roda moinho, roda pião

O tempo rodou num instante

Nas voltas do meu coração

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