2020 Themed Samba
Authors: Cláudio Russo, André Diniz, Moacyr Luz, Gê Martins, Licinho Júnior e Elias Bililico
Singer: Evandro Malandro
É pedra preta!
No more violence, suffering and pain
The pillory is not over yet
to the hidden oppressors of the nation
G. Martins, Adão Conceição, Barberinho, Queirós, and Nilson Kanema
- Clear waters for a black king (1992 Carnival plot samba)
Tambourine when he plays
Does Black Stone arrive
Viola when you play
Makes Black Stone sambar
Baden Powell and Vinícius de Moraes - Caboclo Corner Black Stone
Rio is orisha, wind is inquice, tide is voodoo,
Creek stone is buggy enchantment.
Luiz Antonio Simas - The abode of the king of the Indians
Xetrua! Maromba Xeto!
Long live Brasil-Caboclo and save Brasil-Pandeiro!
Jurema, Boa, Peri, Jupiara, Arrow, Jaciara, Aimoré, Tupiaçu, Meadow Great, Coral Snake, Seven-arrows, Seven-Crossroads, Sunflower, Sultan-of-the-woods, Guinea, Jaguara, White Feather, Scarlet, Tabajara, Waterfall, Tupaíba, Rompe-Mato, Guarana, Virgin Woods, Seven-Star, Green-leaf, Earthquake, Thyme, Tupinambá, Ubirajara, White Eagle, Windstorm, Uproot, World Turn… in green, red and white, the colors of their headdresses.
In green, red and white, the colors that brother us.
Samba is the owner of the body. Exu, the dust of the roads: Laroyê!
Clear, Dindinha… The endless nights of Bahia, Jorge Amado said, guard the dreams of those who dare to sweep the world. Smoke, perfume, dust in the testimony. In the background, in the dark of the house, apparitions weaved tangled fates. Causes, murmurs, brokenness. Black coal eyes! Net that shook the moon in the lamps. A flash and the figure there: was it a man? Was it an animal? Flight of fireflies, roots so twisted. The voices of the daydreams indicated the unraveling: leaving behind the fears in the Counselor's steps; head towards the sea and reign on the Throne of Angola. João Alves de Torres Filho, boy, dressed in bird wings.
There was fire in the bush!
It even seems a lie, it even seems a miracle.
Samba is the owner of the body. In the Sun of San Salvador: Agô!
Watercolored flowers, leaves on the market floor. It was up to the old Jubiaba, wizard of many stories, to shave the boy's head. At the top of Morro da Cruz, sipped the knowledge of the charms. At the feasts of Dois de Julho, he dressed in feather robes. I'm leaving for the backlands; viola, honey, viola! It was in the garden of Gomeia, at the foot of a gameleira, that João da Pedra Preta established his Candomblé. It was in the Gomeia farm, on the way to São Caetano, that the most famous people made mandinga and fuzarca. Oil palm, table full. Axoxô and aluá. Who hasn't seen the strong ballet of the Orixás Court?
Samba is the owner of the body. Oxóssi the King Hunter: Okê Arô!
Then, navigation took place. To be free, it's never too late. Buzios, cauim, juremeira. Barks, Keto arrows. Persecuted by his beliefs and his libertarian vision, John followed the sea into the arms of the Redeemer. He found on the floor of Caxias the point of the new Gomea. He planted the teachings gathered in the Bahian field. Contemporary village, ancestral evocation. They lowered their caboclos in the Baixada, Auê !, in the same trance of the gods of Africa (oceans of crossing). Brave warriors here, know of the womb of the woods. Of the place, Oxóssi was the owner. Iansã, the caretaker mother. Lambaranguange Mutalambô! Hunting in Aruanda, oh crown!
Samba is the owner of the body. The meat is carnival: Evoé!
John, a trickster and a star, embraced the street fuze - and in the frenzy of the balls caused the greatest astonishment. The peacock is a beautiful "step"; with your golden feather! Gods of all creeds reigned on the catwalks. What was not the breath when you dared to dress Cleopatra? It was also Pharaoh - "Saravá, my father Ramses!" From the Magazine Theater, inherited the fans of feathers. And in samba schools, he was a “freedom hero”: Ganga Zumba, the quilombola leader of the Palmares saga! Fame and notoriety, luxury and rare splendor. Oropa, France and Bahia embroidered in costumes. Under a sky of decorations, he paraded his greatness. He pinned the papers: his eyes sought him!
Samba is the owner of the body. The show can't stop: Bravo!
John, a brilliant dancer, broke the boundaries of the rite. Art transfigured him: on the South Zone stage, in the lights of hotels and casinos. It left the municipal aroma of benzoin. He left with Mercedes Baptista the juice of his ballet. From Catete to Katendê: many notables gave him the faith. Camara Cascudo and Edison Carneiro drank from the axi caxiense - and could quietly spin with Getúlio Vargas. From the swallows with JK came the secret mission: to plunge more than a hundred ebons on a prophesied axis. It is said that came from her, the Queen of England, the major title: Joaozinho da Gomeia, the “King of Candomblé”! He sent gifts to him and consulted at a distance - thanks to his friend Chatô, in the echoes of the carnivals…
Samba is the owner of the body. Oyá, in the red roses: Eparrei!
The wind that cuts shivers. The lightning that bursts deafens. In the un-macerated leaves, John flew enchanted - and may be redrawn, swallow in afterglow; and can be reinvented, finally Labá-Labá. At the beat of the drums, at Iansã's Eruexim, at Kaiangô's sword. Afefé! Meetings in Gomeea can be revisited, desire and magic reinstated. To see the flowery yards in the afternoons of light and celebration. To see the burning stars in the mirror of gala nights. Ribbons and fringes swing and dance at the June parties. Genipap paintings, annatto graphics. In the traces of Master Abdias, on Omindarewá's bud.
John of Inhambupe.
From the red clay, the floor of Caxias.
From the land that claims the zombie floor.
From Brazil that makes procession. From Brazil-contradictions.
They are black memories that intertwine in ciranda with time. Tempo Rei, composer. Nzara, Lord Kitembo!
They are black victories that live in the snores of our souls - and on the avenue burst into a shout of belonging. Respect!
They are black stories marked at the feet of our past - and which in such a hard present resist like mocambos. Do not break!
The vibration of the atabaque leather again!
Green in every boy the trunk of Quilombismo!
Because there is always a stronger echo of every Caboclo's corner.
Long live the Holy People and save Brazil-Terreiro!
Xetrua! Maromba Xeto!
Axé, Tata Londirá!
I'm jongueiro from Bahia
Sapucaí, I'll pass
And Grande Rio comes with me, saravá!
In the 1950s, the city of Duque de Caxias had an effective participation in the Carnival of Rio de Janeiro, with the samba school Cartolinhas de Caxias. This group participated in the elite group of the Carioca schools three times (1951, 1958 and 1959), later participating, frequently, of the intermediate groups and being respected by the world of samba. The last parade of the Cartolinhas was in 1971, when with the intention of founding a great association that represented the municipality worthily, the leaders of the União do Centenário schools, Cartolinhas de Caxias, Capricho do Centenário and Unidos de Vila São Luís unite and its merger is founded at GRES Grande Rio on May 10, 1971.
In 1988, a group of samba musicians from Duque de Caxias met to create a new association for the municipality. To join AESCRJ, at the time, it was necessary that the association was already a carnival block. Therefore, the new school used the legal structure of the plot block Unidos do Lambe Copo, located in Prainha, Caxias, and that there was which was played by the Federation of the Blocs for the last time in 1979, being Group 8 champion. Milton Abreu do Nascimento, known as Milton Peracio, was elected the first president, and decided to invite Antonio Jayder Soares da Silva to be the president of honor and the then deputy Messias Soares to be the patron. The Acadêmicos de Duque de Caxias was officially founded on March 22, 1988, but as a way to prevent the new school from having to start in the fifth division, finally, on September 22 of the same year, after many meetings between the members of the two boards , the Acadêmicos de Caxias and the Grande Rio merged, giving rise to the current G.R.E.S Acadêmicos do Grande Rio, whose symbol is composed of a crown surmounting a shield divided in the middle, where they are on a red background a drum with its crossed sticks and the On the other side, on a green background at Reduc (Refinaria Duque de Caxias), and just below it there is a white ribbon with the name of the association.