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Edson Duarte

Mania de Acabar SambaMania of Ending Samba

Edson Duarte · O Homem da Perna de Pau The Man with the Wooden Leg (1980)

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Composer: Edson Duarte

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Ele tem mania de acabar samba

Todo mundo sabe que ele é valentão

Mas esse cabra tem que respeitar o meu forró

Se não vai ganhar cipó ou sete palmos de chão

Ele tem mania de acabar samba

Todo mundo sabe que ele é valentão

Mas esse cabra tem que respeitar o meu forró


Se não vai ganhar cipó ou sete palmos de chão

O forró da gente que só tem cinco mulher

E vinte cavalheiro querendo esquentar o pé

Ainda vem um atrevido dizendo que acaba o samba

Vai ficar de perna bamba ou entrar no meu quicé


Ah vai, vai entrar no meu quicé

Ah vai, vai entrar no meu quicé

Ah vai, vai entrar no meu quicé

Ah vai, vai entrar no meu quicé


Eu não sou de briga

Mas gosto de um banzé

Meu nó ninguém desata

Entra nessa quem puder

Quando eu nasci, disseram: É homem

E ninguém me desaprova

Quem teimar vai levar sova

Ou entrar no meu quicé


Ah vai, vai entrar no meu quicé

Ah vai, vai entrar no meu quicé

Ah vai, vai entrar no meu quicé

Ah vai, vai entrar no meu quicé

Translation

He has a habit of ending samba

Everyone knows he's a tough guy

But this guy has to respect my forró

Or he'll get a beating or seven feet of ground

He has a habit of ending samba

Everyone knows he's a tough guy

But this guy has to respect my forró


Or he'll get a beating or seven feet of ground

Our forró that only has five women

And twenty gentlemen wanting to warm their feet

And then comes a cheeky guy saying he'll end the samba

He'll end up with wobbly legs or enter my quicé


Ah, he will, he will enter my quicé

Ah, he will, he will enter my quicé

Ah, he will, he will enter my quicé

Ah, he will, he will enter my quicé


I'm not one for fighting

But I like a commotion

No one unties my knot

Whoever can, gets in on this

When I was born, they said: It's a man

And no one disapproves of me

Whoever insists will get a beating

Or enter my quicé


Ah, he will, he will enter my quicé

Ah, he will, he will enter my quicé

Ah, he will, he will enter my quicé

Ah, he will, he will enter my quicé

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