Translation of the song lyrics Notícias Populares - Ana Carolina

Notícias Populares (original)

Tudo se acaba.
Olha o noticiЎrio!
Ѓgua se acaba.
Se acaba a prece do vigЎrio.
E eu quero ser a mendiga suja e descabelada
Dormindo na vertical.
Entender como a vida de algu (c)m
Se acaba antes do final.
Prefiro Lou Reed do Velvet Underground.
Gosto de Silvia Plath, S. Eliot,
Emily Dickinson,
Lucinda, Manoel de Barros ficam eternos por mim.
Esque§ o a crise da Argentina
Quebrando o pau com a menina no sinal
Em castelhano, Є
Eu furo os planos, Є
Eu furo o dedo, mando vЄ
Examinando, lanho o bra§ o
Aperto o passo.
NЈo sou louca!
Tomei um tiro
No vidro do meu carro
‰ a pobreza
Tirando o seu sarro
Foi meu dinheiro
Foi meu livro caro
Que fa§ am bom proveito
Da grana que roubaram
Porque eu trabalho
E outro dinheiro eu vou ganhar
Tomei um tЎxi
O motorista, me estigando,
Veio falando sobre o onze de setembro.
Havia um homem na cal§ ada lendo o «Cіdigo Da Vinci»
Ou lia o cіdigo da venda?
E ana parada havia um peruano
Cheio de badulaques, ґ
Vendendo Nike, ґ
Vendendo bike, Coca Light, canivete
Aceita cheque pros breguetes.
Not­cias do Iraque na Tv da lanchonete.
Not­cias populares
Voam pelos ares
E amanhЈ, meu nЄgo, ningu (c)m sabe
Se algu (c)m recua ou se algu (c)m invade
Se algu (c)m tem nome ou se algu (c)m tem fome.
Que fa§ am bom proveito
Do pouco que restar
Se tanta gente vive
Sі com o que dЎ pra aproveitar.
Tudo se acaba.
Olha o noticiЎrio.
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Notícias Populares (translation)

Everything ends.
Look at the news!
Water runs out.
The prayer of the vicar is over.
And I want to be the dirty and disheveled beggar
Sleeping vertically.
Understand how someone's life
It ends before the end.
I prefer Lou Reed from the Velvet Underground.
I like Silvia Plath, S. Eliot,
Emily Dickinson,
Lucinda, Manoel deBarros are forever for me.
Forget the crisis in Argentina
Breaking the cock with the girl at the sign
In Castilian, Є
I drill the plans, Є
I pierce my finger, send it to you
Examining, I draw the arm
I press the step.
I'm not crazy!
I took a shot
On the glass of my car
‰ the poor
Making fun of you
it was my money
It was my expensive book
May they benefit
Of the money they stole
because I work
And other money I will earn
I took a taxi
The driver, stretching me,
He came talking about September eleventh.
There was a man on the sidewalk reading the «DaVinci Code»
Or did you read the sales code?
And there was a Peruvian
Full of trinkets, ґ
Selling Nike, ґ
Selling bike, Coca Light, pocketknife
Accepts checks for breguetes.
News from Iraq on TV in the cafeteria.
popular news
fly through the air
And tomorrow, my boy, nobody knows
If someone (c)m retreats or if someone (c)m invades
If someone (c)m has a name or if someone (c)m is hungry.
May they benefit
Of the little that remains
So many people live
Only with what you can enjoy.
Everything ends.
Look at the news.
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