When Team Brasil lost to six goals, I knew that we were screwed!
We lost Neymar when he lost his feelings with a fractured bone or two.
Like him, I felt so doubtful, we'd win in our homeland too.
But Dutschland has gone to the World Cup Finals and I'm Senhor Azul.

We're all Senhor Azul (Senhora too),
When we watched that blow-out. (A Prussian Blue).
Then Klose made a record that night,
Upsetting Ronaldo too...
Making us all Azul!

We're all Senhor Azul (Senhora too),
The Germans aren't even sorry (boo-hoo-hoo).
Let all the city lights go down,
From Rio to Manus,
The country is so damn azul.

Now we have to go home tonight, (My Favela Home)
Nothing even feels right. (Like being alone).
I wanna bawl, The Germans hurt our pride. (I feel ashamed so...)

I want to tell all of you, (I shall do)
While Berliners paint their town, (nothing new)
Black, Red, and Gold that's been found.
Average Joe Cariocas paint too,
But tonight their painting it azul.
In Portuguese It's Blue.
With a shot of cachaca or two...