Lyrics of Batuque Feiticeiro - Alcione

Batuque Feiticeiro (original)

Rodou na saia
(Rodou, rodou)
Pisou na areia
(Pisou, pisou)
Com seus olhinhos de azeviche
A morena me enfeitiçou
A batucada continuou
De madrugada galo cantou
E o sol brilhou
E a morena, em meus braços, então descansou
Rodou na saia
(Rodou, rodou)
Pisou na areia
(Pisou, pisou)
Com seus olhinhos de azeviche
A morena me enfeitiçou
A batucada continuou
De madrugada galo cantou
E o sol brilhou
E a morena, em meus braços, então descansou
O que será este batuque feiticeiro?
Este é o samba com viola e com pandeiro
O que será?
O que será este batuque feiticeiro?
Este é o samba com viola e com pandeiro
Quando ele chega a gente fica
Gente pobre gente rica
Todos cantam, todos sambam sem parar
Se Papai do Céu quisesse
Ai, que bom se eu pudesse
Viveria noite e dia a sambar
Rodou, rodou
Rodou na saia
(Rodou, rodou)
Pisou na areia
(Pisou, pisou)
Com seus olhinhos de azeviche
A morena me enfeitiçou
A batucada continuou
De madrugada galo cantou
E o sol brilhou
E a morena, em meus braços, então descansou
Rodou na saia
(Rodou, rodou)
Pisou na areia
(Pisou, pisou)
Com seus olhinhos de azeviche
A morena me enfeitiçou
A batucada continuou
De madrugada galo cantou
E o sol brilhou
E a morena, em meus braços, então descansou
O que será este batuque feiticeiro?
Este é o samba com viola e com pandeiro
O que será?
O que será este batuque feiticeiro?
Este é o samba com viola e com pandeiro
Quando ele chega a gente fica
Gente pobre gente rica
Todos cantam, todos sambam sem parar
Se Papai do Céu quisesse
Ai, que bom se eu pudesse
Viveria noite e dia a sambar
Rodou, rodou
Rodou na saia
(Rodou, rodou)
Pisou na areia
(Pisou, pisou)
Com seus olhinhos de azeviche
A morena me enfeitiçou
A batucada continuou
De madrugada galo cantou
E o sol brilhou
E a morena, em meus braços, então descansou
Rodou na saia
(Rodou, rodou)
Pisou na areia
(Pisou, pisou)
Com seus olhinhos de azeviche
A morena me enfeitiçou
A batucada continuou
De madrugada galo cantou
E o sol brilhou
E a morena, em meus braços, então descansou

(translation)

rotated in the skirt
(Rotated, rotated)
stepped on the sand
(Stomped, stomped)
With your jet-black eyes
The brunette has bewitched me
The drumming continued
Early in the morning the rooster crowed
And the sun shone
And the brunette, in my arms, then rested
rotated in the skirt
(Rotated, rotated)
stepped on the sand
(Stomped, stomped)
With your jet-black eyes
The brunette has bewitched me
The drumming continued
Early in the morning the rooster crowed
And the sun shone
And the brunette, in my arms, then rested
What will this sorcerer drumming be?
This is samba with viola and with tambourine
What will it be?
What will this sorcerer drumming be?
This is samba with viola and with tambourine
When he arrives, we stay
poor people rich people
Everyone sings, everyone samba non-stop
If Heavenly Father wanted
Oh, how nice if I could
I would live night and day to samba
rotated, rotated
rotated in the skirt
(Rotated, rotated)
stepped on the sand
(Stomped, stomped)
With your jet-black eyes
The brunette has bewitched me
The drumming continued
Early in the morning the rooster crowed
And the sun shone
And the brunette, in my arms, then rested
rotated in the skirt
(Rotated, rotated)
stepped on the sand
(Stomped, stomped)
With your jet-black eyes
The brunette has bewitched me
The drumming continued
Early in the morning the rooster crowed
And the sun shone
And the brunette, in my arms, then rested
What will this sorcerer drumming be?
This is samba with viola and with tambourine
What will it be?
What will this sorcerer drumming be?
This is samba with viola and with tambourine
When he arrives, we stay
poor people rich people
Everyone sings, everyone samba non-stop
If Heavenly Father wanted
Oh, how nice if I could
I would live night and day to samba
rotated, rotated
rotated in the skirt
(Rotated, rotated)
stepped on the sand
(Stomped, stomped)
With your jet-black eyes
The brunette has bewitched me
The drumming continued
Early in the morning the rooster crowed
And the sun shone
And the brunette, in my arms, then rested
rotated in the skirt
(Rotated, rotated)
stepped on the sand
(Stomped, stomped)
With your jet-black eyes
The brunette has bewitched me
The drumming continued
Early in the morning the rooster crowed
And the sun shone
And the brunette, in my arms, then rested