Composer: Luiz Gonzaga
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Chuculatêra frevendo
De café cheínha ao meio
Me dê dois tons de conversa, morena
E baixe a saia do joêio
Que o povo que tá por perto
Fala muito e acha feio
Que o povo que tá por perto
Fala muito e acha feio
Meu bem se eu subir eu caio
Nas gáia do cajueiro
Pois tô de ôio amarrado
Nas vorta do seu joêio
Mamãe se eu subir eu caio
Nas gáia do cajueiro
Pois tô de ôio amarrado
Nas vorta do seu joêio
Eu vim lá das imburana
Pra tocar nesse rachado
Eu vim lá das imburana
Pra tocar nesse rachado
Me chame o dono da casa
Venho de muito avexado
E você baixa essa saia, morena
Sou cabra descabriado
Mamãe se eu subir eu caio
Nas gáia do cajueiro
Pois tô de ôio amarrado
Nas vorta do seu joêio
Mamãe se eu subir eu caio
Nas gáia do cajueiro
Pois tô de ôio amarrado
Nas vorta do seu joêio
Eu vim lá das imburana
Pra tocar nesse rachado
Eu vim lá das imburana
Pra tocar nesse rachado
Me chame o dono da casa
Venho de muito avexado
E você baixa essa saia, morena
Sou cabra descabriado
Mamãe se eu subir eu caio
Nas gáia do cajueiro
Pois tô de ôio amarrado
Nas vorta do seu joêio
Translation
Coffee pot boiling
Half full of coffee
Give me two tones of conversation, morena
And lower your skirt from your knee
Because the people nearby
Talk a lot and find it unseemly
Because the people nearby
Talk a lot and find it unseemly
My dear, if I climb, I'll fall
From the branches of the cashew tree
Because my eye is fixated
On the curves of your knee
Mom, if I climb, I'll fall
From the branches of the cashew tree
Because my eye is fixated
On the curves of your knee
I came from the imburana trees
To play on this crack
I came from the imburana trees
To play on this crack
Call the owner of the house for me
I come very hurried
And you lower that skirt, morena
I am an unruly fellow
Mom, if I climb, I'll fall
From the branches of the cashew tree
Because my eye is fixated
On the curves of your knee
Mom, if I climb, I'll fall
From the branches of the cashew tree
Because my eye is fixated
On the curves of your knee
I came from the imburana trees
To play on this crack
I came from the imburana trees
To play on this crack
Call the owner of the house for me
I come very hurried
And you lower that skirt, morena
I am an unruly fellow
Mom, if I climb, I'll fall
From the branches of the cashew tree
Because my eye is fixated
On the curves of your knee
