Gold Series Schools disclose sambas-enredo to Carnaval 2026

The countdown also started in the Gold Series! The Samba Schools that fight for the so dreamt access to the Special Group in 2027 have already revealed their sambas-enredo for the Carnaval 2026, and emotion is in the air. Between 13 and 14 February, the Marquis de Sapucaí will be the scene of great stories. Get ready to meet the hymns that will pack the heart of the Avenue and show the strength of the Gold Series!

Check out the complete letter of each group according to the parade order:

Jacarezinho United

Entangled: The air you breathe now inspires new times.

Authors: Paulinho Bandolim, Tomato Show, Rodrigo Jacopetti, Bruno Dallari, Godoi, Guto Cachaça, Dodo Ananias and Rafa Cria.

LETRA

The wind that blew in Turano announces:
There on the hill another cub was born.
Suddenly, another poetry...
For “walking there”, saw Geraldo and Magalhã,
He made the verses his weapon of battle,
With chip and repeat...
Inheritance of Arlindo, Guineto and Cacique.
Singing life... immortal samba!
In Jacarezinho he knotted in sorrow
And made life carnaval!

The voice of the hill is who says,
A bamba knows by heart:
“Pills” of this root,
Your greatest pride.
Loved roast, made you people like us,
Neither better nor worse — just different.

He painted the inspiration pink and white,
From the womb that awakens creation.
Baptized by the minstrels...
And salt from head to toe!
Reveals to the Brazilian stages
The real talent
Who you let happen naturally.
It's new times and the trail is love,
Legacy Dozinha drove.
High samba patent!
Planted the seed of bamba.
Your radiant heart won't let you deny it:
It is God who points out the star that has to shine!

Sapucaí will tremble when the siren rings...
Jacarezinho, set the conga on fire!
There'll be pagoda and samba enredo at this party,
Call Xande de Pilares to be crowned in the slum!

Not guilty of Purple Belford

Entangled: A dream of a Russian pagoda, in the frevos of my Pernambuco.

Authors: Rafael Giante, Vinicius Ferreira, Lucas Macedo, Charles Silva, Head of Ajax, Alessandro Crespo and Bira

LETRA

In a remelex that is to drop the chin

Drop the bellows, open the clasp

That the frevo will begin

In the bole bole you have to have a hard face

When the hand goes around the waist

The body comes to chill

It turned into tremendous gossip said to me

In the bands of Arrecife

The Tsar's gang

An indecency... arousing a Queerence

I didn't try my innocence.

It was people dancing from here

And the Russian singing from there

Mixed polka with coconut

I want to see you don't turn yourself in.

It was the Russian singing from there

And we dance from here

Balalaica goes crying

And the triangle smiles on her r

The pier trembled at the rapture

She turned into a waltz in the moonlight.

In the square, it became party and singing

Made rain in St. John

The people are gone on holiday.

He had a picture and a promise in the trunk.

Damn kiss that came from the south

But the goat veered, put on the boat and left

So innocent, Purple Belford discovered

That Russia nothing, that is Recife my Brazil

Samba my people, that emotion has no end

In the boil of the frevo, fate smiles at me

The time has come to bet on this turn

Canta Baixada

Union of the Park Acari

Entangled: Brazil

Authors: Moacyr Luz, Fred Camacho and Gustavo Clarão

It's me, Brazil
From the retinue African matrix
Ascendant that art proclaims
On the stage of my carnaval
Down the curtain
The dance lights up at the third sign
It's samba again, and the strength of the people
The divine star, black ballerina
Quitutes and colors, Maria Baiana
They wake up drums! Aruanda wakes up!

Ibarabo the terreiro won audience
It echoed the batuque of the ancestors
It was John of the Goth who consecrated
King Nagô, ritual resistance

It's coconut party, litany
Scenarios, rehearsals, bookshop
It's got a broken frevo of umbrella
Musical Dramaturgy
Calunga, Maracatu, praise Exu
Happy Bahia
Nobody silenced our voice, history speaks for us
Brazilian refinements
Throw your “Caboclos”
That love manifests
Down the hill!
Zum zum has capoeira
Round the world and party

The spotlight has brightened
Our troupe will pass
Old black man blessed
The Popular Legacy
On the string of Acari
She's sovereign.
The theater is here
Viva Brasiliana

LETRA

United of Bangu

Entangled: The things Mom taught me

Authors: Dudu Nobre, Junior Fionda, Marcelinho Santos, Binho Teixeira, Laura Roméro, Júnior Falcão, André Baiacu, Geraldo M. Felicio, Valtinho Botafogo, Gilsinho da Vila, Fábio Bueno, JV Albuquerque, Jonas Marques and Juca

LETRA

Door open to the floor of Madureira

The blessing you gave us Heavenly Father

Wakes of the pioneer girl

Exu Way, Vila Isabel

Resin poetry in humility

Need to learn and conquer

Especially in this Brazil that segregates

Behold, she gathers the black and its place

Not all crying is crying

Not all is not the end

A charm in the glass

The cryin' mandolin

Leadership was school

A Love Alert

These are things Mom taught you

Of the attacks, percussion was magic

If they call us minority, militant poetry

That's when the woman takes over.

Makes history encyclopedia

Make the vote your uprising

I saw the passion water the leafy tree

In a green and pink palace

Flowering and inspiring

To resist like Ciata and Dandara

Our people, Odara, come heal you

Call the hill of the Flag Pau, oh

♪ Bring a chip, a tambourine and a tantan ♪

If the black is queen, it's from Mangueira

There's samba till morning

Ogunhê, my father Ogum

Epahey Oyá

♪ Bang my head to salute your orixás ♪

For a more equal “world”

Firm in the palm of your hand

Axé, Bangu...

United of Father Miguel

Entangled: Kunhã-Eté: The Sacred Breath of the Jurema

Authors: Thiago Vaz, Jefinho Rodrigues, W.Correa, Richard Valença, Miguel Dibo and Head of Ajax

LETRA

The United of Father Miguel comes there

The flame of earthly wrath that evokes the sacred of heaven

Spinning begins the Toré, inheritance of my ancestors

The marked step, in the hands of marakás

Turned on my Jurema

Shaman revealed the mission

The forest is Clara Shrimp

Kunha Eté, last name resist

Blood urucum the banks of Potengi

Mother of water (mother of water) awakens the fine flower

Poti, Potiguara in the name of love

When the drum echoes, the soul of the forest vibrates

In this warrior's soil, the body manifests itself

Firm the foot, wield the spear, that justice comes to light

Our tribe warns:

This land has owner!

Native, leads women in so many battles

Invisible wall that time stripped away

Brazil, in your Jurema that inhabits the sacrary

Leo is invading, King is the original people

Eh cabocla of brunette skin

She's sweet, she's charming, yet no pity

From sacred waters to beings of light

I give you the way to whom you lead me

It is “clear” this force that makes it go beyond

Incorporated in the people of Vila Vintém

Go my Red Boy, honor your story

And be the living arrow of memory

As many times as it takes, there will be rebirth

So the truth doesn't fall into oblivion

Union of Governor's Island

Entangled: Long live today! Tomorrow? Later!

Authors: Wagnão, Rony Sena, João Vidal, Vinícius Moro, Renan Diniz, Paulo Beckham, Jotapé and Gigi da Estiva

LETRA

Today aiming at the horizon

I saw a land beyond strange

Glassy eyes in the sky, modern babe

Such madness

Am I the messenger of this chaos?

Or these people still don't understand

That faith in the future doesn't change now

♪ To believe it's all gonna end ♪

Just keep the world upside down

So don't blame yourself and just worry when the time comes.

I discovered Rio de Janeiro bon-vivant

Carioca stir lasts until morning

Poetry on the sidewalks, good party, beat

Landlord Versing at dawn

In the distance too, I lived February

I was delighted with so many strings

To make history so I was plotting

My dream was to be among the revels

Losing my mind was never an option for me.

But I know it takes a trail of inspiration

Long live today! Forget the after for good

That's my advice to you

Island, I give you my diary.

Lessons from this journey that blesses

Being present is the secret to being happy

Insular heart beats into the chest

I've learned to love you, now there's no way

Someday I'll come back to see you, my great love

Union of Governor's Island

Academics of Vicar General

ENREDO: Brazil Incognito: what your eyes do not see, my imagination reinvents

AUTHORS: Veronica dos Tambores, Junior Fionda, Marcelinho Santos, Junior Falcão, Flavinho Avelar, Geraldo M. Felício, Camila Lúcio, Gilsinho da Vila, Rogério Máximo, Rafael Gonçalves, Soares do Cavaco, Antônio Neto and Davison Jaime

LETRA

If the canoe doesn't turn, hello.

My message turns to samba and carnaval

Reach the recipient

My libertarian cry

Vicar General

I'm your cannibal and sender

In this inconsistent letter

I came to remember what you've been through.

I land in this sea of atrocity

Pindorama insanity

Who unveils the Invader

The ink in the story that insisted on deciphering me

♪ A bow-and-flesh bug ♪

The books, when I told them I was a slave to the past

A son of catechized tupan

They took land... and forced me to mix

the black skin, the crown, the hump

♪ Let the ground shake ♪

That kills inside the lust shone

What's my name?

The strength, the blood of both of us

Underwood, Brazil

Reading that my hunger for knowledge feeds

Taste the verb beats you and reinvents

I must feel that transgression causes you pain

If you raised me, you'd know what your stone god would be one day.

And your sacred insists on vilifying

Vixe Maria! Slutty plague bitch is Betinha, the devotion of my incarnated people

The eternal hunger for pleasure consumed me

If celebrating is my fate

Vera Cruz who signs you

And give you your motherland!

Botafogo Samba Club

Entangled: Brazil that flourishes in art.

Authors: Diego Nicolau, Samir trindade, Marcelo Adnet, Fabrício Senna, Binho Simões, Mauricio da Pizzaria, Gabriel Machado, Gilsinho da Vila, Rodrigo Scotia, Cláudio Emiliano, Edu Botafogo, Liane Harmonia, Denis Moraes, Tange Botafogo, Juca, Laura Romero, Piter Forro, Pinocchio do Cavaco and Jefferson Oliveira

LETRA

As natural as the tone of nature
Beauty Reliquary
The Abstract
On screens, your brushes full of life
In colorful soul that portrait
And it was like this.
Of art, your talent made for me
Imaginary source of inspiration
Innovative Creation
The gift created the immortal sidewalks
In the curves of tropical delusions
The dash that enchants and captivates
Long live the living nature!

Go, go fly
Land in victory-regy
To find the thick of the ipse
Mandacaru is the flower that is born where it driest
The most perfect watercolor of my God

Come and see the bromeliads
The subtlety colored my Pantanal
Everywhere in this Brazil boy
Unparalleled diversity
Every flower you've protected
Each species that has catalogued
It's more than frame, bigger than gesture
It is manifest of love
Botafogo Samba Club
Come sing, it's carnaval
Your legacy is world heritage

Let's sow the good as the master taught
I gave you my alvinegro to fill with color.
Love flourished in this beautiful garden
Story that will never end

Engenho de Dentro Start

Entangled: Laughing is the Shymega of Life

Authors: Gaia da Cuíca, Marcelo Vieira, Ricardo Ferreira, Sampaio Realmíveis, Victor Gimenes and Yuri Branco

Joy has taken hold of me

Rumble drums to announce

It's me Hawk hovering on trampoline

In the circus of illusion shine

Oh, Guarany!

From art, jellyfish to resist

The pretitude to the blessings of the Rosary

The family troupe was consecrated

Leave the legacy:

Being a clown is revolutionary.

♪ Yeah, chamego on a shoo ♪

Reigns love in the heart

Comes full of grace

With your date, calling here and there

In the ring, our altar

Is she a man?

Or is he a woman?

Does it matter? Yeah.

It's not Benjamin,

Carlitos isn't

The name is Maria

Standing applaud

And so, when the pain tortures

The camellia dries, smiles

Though the tarp fades

The Star does not die, smiles

Mother artist who inspires us

It's not delusion, it's fantasy!

At the crossroads of happiness to sambar

There's no tightrope that makes my laughter fall

♪ I give a happy laugh of life ♪

My Arranco is Xamego on the avenue

Story of claw, courage and faith

Of so many Marys, of every woman

Serrano Empire

Entangled: Poncia Evaristo Mulungu Flower

Authors: Hamilton Fofão, Dudu Senna, Leandro Maninho, Cláudio Russo, Lico Monteiro, Jorginho da Flor, Silvio Romai, Marco Aurelio, Victor Mendes, Mateus Pranto and Gabriel Simões.

LETRA

It's me, the Mulungu Flower

The eyes of the water shine! Orayeyê! It's from Mama Oxum!

I'm Consecrated Ponce

Give it to the words

And to the axé of the ancestors

If a while ago

Voices echoed from the basement

Today I rewrite the story

poetry awakening in black hands

In the alleys of my memory

My verb is alluvian gold

My verse is artisan's clay

For Kings' Folia, I call Grandpa and call uncle

At the Folia de Reis, I live for a “wire”

Read it, here comes batuque, for congada to begin

Angoro, become a boy! Angoro, I'm not turning!

It is not easy to emerge in this contrast

Benevuto, evil, does not want to see me smile

In the refuge of these alleys and alleys

Hand in hand with Sabela

I just want to be happy

The river that took me in also taught me to flower

I've seen a lot of people there on the black face of the people here.

I'm the one who gives voice to the pen that silences the rifle

I become immortal in the Brazil Book

Malungo! That Black Star can be recognized

Without the crying of a broken future

All black, write!

We agreed not to die!

I called Mary, black, old jongueira...

Grandma Joana, to bless Madureira

I sought Ivone to kill this longing

Black is the root of freedom!

It's Kizomba in black literature!

It is written uncensored in the Empire flourishing!

Black House is also Academy

Serinha... Poncia Yalodé!

Stage of Sá

Enredo: Tata Tancredo – The Black Pope in the Terreiro do Estácio

Authors: Luiz Antônio Simas, Júlio Alves, Thiago Daniel, Magrão do Estacio, Tinga, Marquinhos BF, Diego Nicolau, Adolfo Konder, Totonho, Dilson Marimba, HB, Juninho do Estacio and Claudio Russo

LETRA

Oh, Tata!

Bring the beads guide

For those of our band the demand to face

Oh, Tata!

Save the umband line and the flag of Hope

In that time of rascal and meganha

I used lard can to make the instrument

Teaching St. Charles Up

The hillside every day staring at the regiment

Tancred, guardian and witness

The first foundation of the curimba and the mummony

Attacks on the yard, the gatekeeper

One candle on the cruise, two candles for the Lion

General of the band, oiled in the palm

On the cock sings cantagalo I want to see

Go on, in the waves of the sea

Yeman already winning gifts of faith

All the people of the city in one corner

Against the breakup firm in batuquejé

To the black pope, mandingueiro, de arerê

Who's a saint, wears white and says,

♪ Light thing, scratch thing ♪

Leave and spell for healing

♪ Light thing, scratch thing ♪

Leaf bath and spell to heal

Macumba is macumba, cangerê, mojubá

Macumba is macumba, firm point in gongá

Kolofé, salva Omolokô

In the terreiro of Tancredo the Estacio incorporated

Union of Maricá

Plot: Berenguendéns and Balangandãs

Authors: Babby do Cavaco, Rafael Gigante, Marcelo Adnet, Hélio Porto, Jefferson Oliveira and André do Posto 7

Pelo's hill negade

You have the sound of Salvador

And the magic that shines

Revolving is your role

And the art of chisel

You carry on your waist

By the board in the mornings

There is the dream of sisters who long for freedom

Echo all Nzinga of Matamba

Mandinga and demand

Royalty, identity

Balance that reminds my adarrum

In Ogum's armor, ancestral memory

♪ I adorn my soul ♪

Inheritance of the Males

It's a metal forge!

Holy light of rebellion that shaped the Deliverance

We are princess jewels, daughters of empowerment

Pendurical, I give you as a souvenir

Keeps faith, fire and butchery, shines hope

I ask my orixás

And I deliver all the axé

Deny it can and will get whatever it wants

So many consecrated blacks

My mirror with pride

And to him who denies the women:

Go sleep with that noise!

Balangandans, Berenguendes

Canta Maricá what the Bahian has

Belonging that shines on the amulet

Sure, it had to be black!

Port of the Stone

Entangled: Of the Ancients of Life, the Sweet and Bitter Kiss of the Night

Authors: Bira, Rafael Raçudo, Oscar Bessa, Márcio Rangel, Eric Costa, Fernando Apes, Miguelzinho, Jarrão, Rafael Gigante, Vinicius Ferreira and Pierre Porto

LETRA

Queen of moonlight and cabaret

Who dares face the strength of a woman?

My body, crossroads of mysteries

In the mouth, my tongue, a razor

Way to the sky and the cemetery

On the corner, the spell that laughs

The nymph deity of the scholar

♪ Libido that takes you to infinity ♪

I'm Geni who got free

I made a port of the stone you threw

I've come a long way to please you

My trade comes from addiction that feeds your pleasure

The favourite of royalty and pier

I know the ground of the promises that man makes

Partner in love, transvest seduction

Musa of the writer, poison and salvation

I'm also young and family

Mother and daughter, my livelihood comes from the fight

A fucking woman who knows what she wants.

At home, in bed, in the street

Owner of me, dressed or naked

The price of life who knows is me

Preserve your body, my dear, to meet mine

I'm the flame spark in the red light

My fate resembles the pain of Vera Cruz

I have the claw and the certainty

♪ I'm what I wanted ♪

Tigress who kills a lion a day!

United of the Bridge

Entanglement: Drumbon – Rio's a ball! Power is black!

Authors: Jackal do Sax, Gustavinho Oliveira, Marquinhos Beija-Flor, Gabriel Simões, Faustino Gravino, Brayan Sá, Valtinho Botafogo and Mateus Pranto

LETRA

It's community ball day.

Only the real ones will stick with me

I threw the snow, the troops approved

The cut on the ruler is the style

Who's trying to frame me

Loves to imitate me

If my fashion for you

It has commercial value

My step, my swing and beat

They're denunciation, they finger the wound.

To the periphery, ancestral pride

Take the vision, my brother

Don't come affront, close in the vacillation

We're gonna go head-to-head and the dance's gonna happen.

Be aware that the poor man has his place!

Go, ride the dawn till dawn

Our hill has voice and power

It's a free day for so many brothers

♪ Comes down the segregation ♪

Our art stamps the walls

There's charm in the overpass.

No one can resist our sound

The people consecrated us and did not sell themselves

Free DJ, the slum has won!

For each MC revolutionize

And show that the funk will never end!

I'm not a messenger, I'm a servant of Meriti!

I'm not a messenger, I'm a servant of Meriti!

This is the sound of black! Proudly, favelado!

The Bridge Ball is in Sapucaí!