This song is by Gilberto Gil, with Os Mutantes serving as a backing band. It's a pretty dark song, here's a very good translation of lyrics that I found.
Sunday in the Park
The king of fooling around—eh, José
The king of confusion—eh, João
One worked at the market—eh, José
The other in construction—eh, João
Last week, on the weekend
João decided not to fight
On Sunday afternoon he went out hastily
And did not go to Ribeira* to play
Capoeira
He did not go to Ribeira
He went out with his girlfriend
José as always on the weekend
Closed up his booth and disappeared
He went to take a walk
in the park
There, near Boca do Rio*
It was in the park that he caught sight of
Juliana
That's what he saw
Juliana on the Ferris wheel with João
A rose and an ice cream in her hand
Juliana, his dream, an illusion
Juliana and his friend João
The rose's thorn stuck Zé
And the ice cream froze his heart
The ice cream and the rose—oh, José
The rose and the ice cream—oh, José
Hey, dancing in the breast—oh, José
Of José the jokester—oh, José
The ice cream and the rose—oh, José
The rose and the ice cream—oh, José
Hey, spinning in the mind—oh, José
Of José the jokester—oh, José
Juliana spinning—hey, spinning
Hey, on the giant wheel—hey, spinning
Hey, on the giant wheel—hey, spinning
The friend João—hey, João
The ice cream is strawberry— it is red
Hey, spinning, and the rose—it is red
Hey, spinning, spinning—it is red
Hey, spinning, spinning—look at
the knife
See the blood on the hand—eh, José
Juliana on the ground—eh, José
Another body has fallen—eh, José
His friend João—eh, José
Tomorrow there will not be a market
—eh, José
There is no more construction—eh, João
There is no more fooling around
—eh, José
There is no more confusion—
eh, João
This song is by Gilberto Gil, with Os Mutantes serving as a backing band. It's a pretty dark song, here's a very good translation of lyrics that I found.
The king of fooling around—eh, José The king of confusion—eh, João One worked at the market—eh, José The other in construction—eh, João
Last week, on the weekend João decided not to fight On Sunday afternoon he went out hastily And did not go to Ribeira* to play Capoeira He did not go to Ribeira He went out with his girlfriend
José as always on the weekend Closed up his booth and disappeared He went to take a walk in the park There, near Boca do Rio* It was in the park that he caught sight of Juliana That's what he saw
Juliana on the Ferris wheel with João A rose and an ice cream in her hand Juliana, his dream, an illusion Juliana and his friend João The rose's thorn stuck Zé And the ice cream froze his heart
The ice cream and the rose—oh, José The rose and the ice cream—oh, José Hey, dancing in the breast—oh, José Of José the jokester—oh, José
The ice cream and the rose—oh, José The rose and the ice cream—oh, José Hey, spinning in the mind—oh, José Of José the jokester—oh, José
Juliana spinning—hey, spinning Hey, on the giant wheel—hey, spinning Hey, on the giant wheel—hey, spinning The friend João—hey, João
The ice cream is strawberry— it is red Hey, spinning, and the rose—it is red Hey, spinning, spinning—it is red Hey, spinning, spinning—look at the knife
See the blood on the hand—eh, José Juliana on the ground—eh, José Another body has fallen—eh, José His friend João—eh, José
Tomorrow there will not be a market —eh, José There is no more construction—eh, João There is no more fooling around —eh, José There is no more confusion— eh, João
*Both are neighborhoods of Salvador, Bahia