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Circuladô de Fulô · A História Continua... The Story Continues... (2015)

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Composer: Circuladô de Fulô

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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics

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Eu tava triste, tristinho

Mais sem graça que a top model magrela na passarela

Eu tava só, sozinho

Mais solitário que um paulistano, que um canastrão na hora que cai o pano

Tava mais bobo que banda de Rock

Que o palhaço do circo Vostock


Mas ontem eu recebi um telegrama

Era você de Aracaju ou do Alabama

Dizendo: Nego, sinta-se feliz

Porque no mundo tem alguém que diz

Que muito te ama, que tanto te ama

Que muito te ama, que tanto, tanto te ama


Por isso hoje eu acordei com uma vontade danada

De mandar flores pro delegado

De bater na porta do vizinho e desejar bom dia

De beijar o português da padaria


Hoje eu acordei com uma vontade danada

De mandar flores pro delegado

De bater na porta do vizinho e desejar bom dia

De beijar o português da padaria


Mama, ô mama, ô mama, quero ser seu

Quero ser seu, quero ser seu, quero ser seu papa

Mama, ô mama, ô mama, quero ser seu

Quero ser seu, quero ser seu, quero ser seu papa


Eu tava triste, tristinho

Mais sem graça que a top model magrela na passarela

Eu tava só, sozinho

Mais solitário que um paulistano, que um vilão de filme mexicano

Tava mais bobo que banda de Rock

Que o palhaço do circo Vostock


Mas ontem eu recebi um telegrama

Era você de Aracaju ou do Alabama

Dizendo: Nego, sinta-se feliz

Porque no mundo tem alguém que diz

Que muito te ama, que tanto te ama

Que muito, muito te ama, que tanto te ama


Por isso hoje eu acordei com uma vontade danada

De mandar flores pro delegado

De bater na porta do vizinho e desejar bom dia

De beijar o português da padaria


Hoje eu acordei com uma vontade danada

De mandar flores pro delegado

De bater na porta do vizinho e desejar bom dia

De beijar o português da padaria


Me dê a mão, vamos sair pra ver o sol

Mama, ô mama, ô mama, quero ser seu

Quero ser seu, quero ser seu, quero ser seu papa


Mama, ô mama, ô mama, quero ser seu

Quero ser seu, quero ser seu, quero ser seu papa

Translation

I was sad, so sad

More boring than a skinny top model on the runway

I was alone, so alone

More lonely than a São Paulo resident, than a ham actor when the curtain falls

I was dumber than a Rock band

Than the clown from the Vostock circus


But yesterday I received a telegram

It was you from Aracaju or Alabama

Saying: Honey, feel happy

Because in the world there is someone who says

That loves you so much, that loves you so much

That loves you so much, that loves, loves you so much


That's why today I woke up with a crazy desire

To send flowers to the police chief

To knock on the neighbor's door and wish them good morning

To kiss the Portuguese guy at the bakery


Today I woke up with a crazy desire

To send flowers to the police chief

To knock on the neighbor's door and wish them good morning

To kiss the Portuguese guy at the bakery


Mama, oh mama, oh mama, I want to be yours

I want to be yours, I want to be yours, I want to be your daddy

Mama, oh mama, oh mama, I want to be yours

I want to be yours, I want to be yours, I want to be your daddy


I was sad, so sad

More boring than a skinny top model on the runway

I was alone, so alone

More lonely than a São Paulo resident, than a Mexican movie villain

I was dumber than a Rock band

Than the clown from the Vostock circus


But yesterday I received a telegram

It was you from Aracaju or Alabama

Saying: Honey, feel happy

Because in the world there is someone who says

That loves you so much, that loves you so much

That loves you so, so much, that loves you so much


That's why today I woke up with a crazy desire

To send flowers to the police chief

To knock on the neighbor's door and wish them good morning

To kiss the Portuguese guy at the bakery


Today I woke up with a crazy desire

To send flowers to the police chief

To knock on the neighbor's door and wish them good morning

To kiss the Portuguese guy at the bakery


Give me your hand, let's go out to see the sun

Mama, oh mama, oh mama, I want to be yours

I want to be yours, I want to be yours, I want to be your daddy


Mama, oh mama, oh mama, I want to be yours

I want to be yours, I want to be yours, I want to be your daddy

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