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Mestre Zinho

Forró da TremedeiraShivers Forró

Mestre Zinho · Gelo na Farinha Ice in the Flour (expression) (2005)

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Composer: Mestre Zinho

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Full lyrics

O desmantelo é na casa do mangangá

Seu zé roela já chegou pra florear

Eu já comprei um par de chinelinha

Pra dançar com rosinha da poeira voar

Tem muita dama e muito cavalheiro

E o terreiro pronto pra dançar

Daqui pra pouco tem forró da tremedeira

Morena que dança e cheira

E cabra bom de fungar


É, é, forró da tremedeira

É, é forró pra se lascar

Tem menina beijoqueira

Morena que dança e cheira

E cabra bom de fungar


É um trupe, é um chamego, é um colosso

É um sufoco pra quem quer aproveitar

No meio da sala todo mundo chamegando

E as meninas treme-treme não se importa com o azar

De madrugada zé apaga o candeeiro

Daqui pra pouco o forró vai se acabar

É um corre-corre da moléstia

Coitado do sanfoneiro é cabra bom de fuá

Translation

The mess is at the mangangá's house

Zé Roela has already arrived to embellish

I've already bought a pair of little slippers

To dance with Rosinha and make the dust fly

There are many ladies and many gentlemen

And the yard is ready to dance

Soon there will be a shaking forró

Brunette who dances and smells good

And good man to sniff


It is, it is, shaking forró

It is, it is forró to go wild

There are kissing girls

Brunette who dances and smells good

And good man to sniff


It's a troupe, it's a cuddle, it's a colossus

It's a suffocation for those who want to enjoy

In the middle of the room everyone cuddling

And the trembling girls don't care about bad luck

At dawn Zé puts out the lamp

Soon the forró will be over

It's a rush of the disease

Poor accordion player is a good man to play

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