Composer: Alceu Valença
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Eu sei dos pingos da goteira
Batucando no passado
E sei que as cinzas da fogueira
Não recomporão os galhos
Dia sim e dia não
Dói a minha solidão
Eu tô ficando aperreado
Eu sei dos pingos da goteira
Batucando em meu passado
E sei que as cinzas da fogueira
Não recomporão os galhos
Dia sim e dia não
Dói a minha solidão
Eu tô ficando aperreado
Ói, são trinta copos de chopp
São trinta homens sentados
Trezentos desejos presos
Trinta mil sonhos frustrados
No bar Savoy na Sertã
No Luna bar no Leblon
Vejo a tristeza do gado
Ói, são trinta copos de chopp
São trinta homens sentados
Trezentos desejos presos
Trinta mil sonhos frustrados
No bar Savoy na Sertã
No Luna bar no Leblon
Vejo a tristeza do gado
Translation
I know about the drops from the leaky roof
Drumming on the past
And I know the ashes of the bonfire
Won't rebuild the branches
Day in, day out
My loneliness hurts
I'm getting anxious
I know about the drops from the leaky roof
Drumming on my past
And I know the ashes of the bonfire
Won't rebuild the branches
Day in, day out
My loneliness hurts
I'm getting anxious
Look, there are thirty glasses of beer
There are thirty men sitting
Three hundred trapped desires
Thirty thousand frustrated dreams
In the Savoy bar in Sertã
In the Luna bar in Leblon
I see the sadness of the cattle
Look, there are thirty glasses of beer
There are thirty men sitting
Three hundred trapped desires
Thirty thousand frustrated dreams
In the Savoy bar in Sertã
In the Luna bar in Leblon
I see the sadness of the cattle
