Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ela Tinha Uma Amiga, artist - Camané. Album song Pelo Dia Dentro, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 18.11.2001
Record label: Parlophone Music Portugal
Song language: Portuguese
Ela Tinha Uma Amiga(original) |
Ela tinha uma amiga chamada Maria |
Que era quem me atendia quando eu telefonava |
Ela tinha uma amiga chamada Maria |
A quem ela dizia para dizer que não estava |
E quando eu insistia, e não desligava |
Era sempre a Maria |
Que me mentia e me consolava |
E perguntava o que é que eu lhe queria |
Ela tinha uma amiga chamada Maria |
Que nunca sabia por onde ela andava |
Ela tinha uma amiga chamada Maria |
De quem se servia quando me enganava |
E quando eu lá ia, e não a encontrava |
Era sempre a Maria |
Que me dizia que ela não tardava |
Que me jurava que ela voltaria |
Quando eu ia buscá-la, e a gente saía |
Era sempre a Maria que nos animava |
Quando eu a convidava, e ela não queria |
Era com a Maria que eu sempre dançava |
E quando eu inventava uma melodia |
Era sempre a Maria |
Que me aplaudia, e ela não ligava |
E eu ficava a cantar prá a Maria |
No cinema, no escuro, quando eu a beijava |
Ela empalidecia, a Maria corava |
Ela não me ligava e adormecia |
E era com a Maria |
Que eu conversava |
E que eu ficava quase até ser dia |
Ela tinha uma amiga chamada Maria |
A quem ela dizia p´ra dizer que não estava |
Até que outro dia ela me telefonou |
E eu disse: Maria… |
E eu disse: Maria! |
E eu disse: «Maria, vai dizer que eu não estou!» |
(translation) |
She had a friend named Maria |
Who was the one who answered me when I called |
She had a friend named Maria |
Who did she tell to say she wasn't |
And when I insisted, and didn't hang up |
It was always Mary |
Who lied to me and consoled me |
And she asked what I wanted from her |
She had a friend named Maria |
Who never knew where she was going |
She had a friend named Maria |
Who used when I was deceived |
And when I went there, and couldn't find her |
It was always Mary |
Who told me that she didn't take long |
Who swore to me that she would come back |
When I would pick up her, and we would leave |
It was always Maria who encouraged us |
When I invited her, and she didn't want |
It was with Maria that I always danced |
And when I invented a melody |
It was always Mary |
Who applauded me, and she didn't care |
And I would sing to Maria |
In the cinema, in the dark, when I kissed her |
She turned pale, Maria blushed |
She didn't call me and fall asleep |
And it was with Maria |
that I talked |
And that I stayed almost until it was day |
She had a friend named Maria |
Who did she tell to say she wasn't |
Until the other day she called me |
And I said: Maria… |
And I said: Maria! |
And I said: «Maria, go say I'm not there!» |