28.04.2024
Raimundos - Baile Funky versuri traducere în engleză
Translation
Baile Funky
This woman is looking at me
And telling me that she wants me in the middle
Funk funky baile
Pretty girl the way you deny her screams
It's in the lapada
We're taking the blood
(South)
This woman is telling me
That she wants to give me her (south)
The compass is telling me she's in the south
You with the gun at your side
Be careful in the fight
That this king in the belly is getting old
Alto there crazy nigga
'Are you afraid of what you came for?
'He has the wobbly legs of someone who is going to die
I'm tired of TV and the bombardment of fashion
Order me to buy everything I see
Everything she has to sell
I'm tired, I'm a callus on my fingers
Hand on the wheel that doesn't stop growing
The law doesn't know the difference between being and going crazy
The medicine is so strong that it kills a little every day
If all excess was seen as weakness
And not as an insult
It already got me out of the choke
The door is always open to the horde
Bark of the cerrado, the starving ones arrived
Dirt from another side that comes to tarnish your name
I told you that the thief who steals
He is well dressed and I saw a lot
This joke on the roof is the wind that life carries
It's old-fashioned thinking, it puts you out by burning the grass
Rooted is the owner of the foot that sticks in the ground
And makes the bridge
People of Zé offense
It is in church that people empty their purses
There are four saints, three burning the kunk
Deciding the fate of others as if it were God
Behind the table the butcher commands
And intolerance sends me back to the dock
Arming with propaganda
In that spider web there are snakes, dogs and rats
And the medicine to kill is green and made from grass
The time has come for change, for new blood
And leave this door always open for the horde
Bark of the cerrado, the starving ones arrived
Dirt from another side that comes to tarnish your name
I told you that the thief who steals
He is well dressed and I saw a lot
This joke on the roof is the wind that life carries
It's old-fashioned thinking, it puts you out by burning the grass
Rooted is the owner of the foot that digs into the ground and builds a bridge
Justice doesn't look at me because it is blind
But she sees the money in her wallet
The law of the dog is nothing more than the law of man itself
And the more I looked, the belief grew
That the guard at your side is nothing like you think
For the people of the cerrado
At the top of Colorado
There is another name
People of Zé offense
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