Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chocante, artist - Cássia Eller. Date of issue: 09.12.2017
Song language: Portuguese
Chocante(original) |
| Entrou no bar, sentiu a barra |
| Imediatamente gritou: |
| Chocante! |
| Chocante! |
| Chocante! |
| Foi pro balcão, fez um ar, chorou |
| Pediu um Dreher, virou de vez |
| Chocante! |
| Chocante! |
| Chocante! |
| Sentiu que melhorou |
| Procurou uma mesa e sentou |
| Pediu uma pinga e pensou: |
| Chocante! |
| Chocante! |
| Chocante! |
| Ele virá? |
| (Virá!) |
| Ele virá? |
| (Sei lá) |
| Ele entrará, tenho certeza |
| Não me crocodilará |
| Eu não sou feia! |
| (É sim!) |
| Eu não sou má! |
| (Talvez) |
| Por que será então |
| Que ele não me adorará? |
| É uma injustiça… |
| (Tá aí, eu não acho) |
| Será? |
| Então falou assim |
| Com sua voz estranha |
| Sua boca inchada e carmim |
| (Andava sempre assim) |
| (Aqui na boate ela tá sempre torta) |
| Se ele viesse |
| Eu iria lhe dar |
| O que quisesse no meio desse bar |
| (Que absurdo!) |
| As horas e as bebidas |
| Foram consumidas |
| De bela ficou feia |
| De boa ficou má |
| Ele não veio, ela pensou |
| Já se sentindo meio expulsa |
| Daquele bar se retirou |
| Abriu a porta |
| E já na rua |
| Olhou pra lua |
| E de repente começou a uivar |
| Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu |
| (Chega! Que absurdo!) |
| É encontrada na madrugada |
| Fechadona como um tatu |
| Caidona na calçada |
| É recolhida pro DLU |
| E numa chapante |
| E numa irritante |
| E naquele instante gritou: |
| Chocante! |
| Chocante! |
| Chocante! |
| Chocante! |
| (translation) |
| He entered the bar, felt the bar |
| He immediately shouted: |
| Shocking! |
| Shocking! |
| Shocking! |
| He went to the counter, took a breath, cried |
| Asked for a Dreher, turned it over |
| Shocking! |
| Shocking! |
| Shocking! |
| felt that it improved |
| Looked for a table and sat down |
| He asked for a drink and thought: |
| Shocking! |
| Shocking! |
| Shocking! |
| He will come? |
| (Will come!) |
| He will come? |
| (I do not know) |
| He will come in, I'm sure |
| Will not crocodile |
| I'm not ugly! |
| (And yes!) |
| I'm not evil! |
| (Perhaps) |
| why then |
| That he won't adore me? |
| It's an injustice... |
| (It's there, I don't think) |
| Will be? |
| So he spoke like this |
| With your strange voice |
| Your swollen and crimson mouth |
| (It was always like this) |
| (Here at the club, it's always crooked) |
| If he came |
| I would give you |
| What I wanted in the middle of this bar |
| (How absurd!) |
| The hours and drinks |
| were consumed |
| From beautiful got ugly |
| From good to bad |
| He didn't come, she thought. |
| Already feeling half expelled |
| From that bar he withdrew |
| opened the door |
| And already on the street |
| looked at the moon |
| And suddenly it started to howl |
| Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu |
| (Enough! How absurd!) |
| It is found at dawn |
| Closed up like an armadillo |
| Caidona on the sidewalk |
| It is collected for the DLU |
| And on a plate |
| And in an irritating |
| And at that moment she cried out: |
| Shocking! |
| Shocking! |
| Shocking! |
| Shocking! |