Chico Buarque - A Banda
Estava toa na vida
O meu amor me chamou
Pra ver a banda passar
Cantando coisas de amor
A minha gente sofrida
Despediu-se da dor
Pra ver a banda passar
Cantando coisas de amor
O homem srio que contava dinheiro parou
O faroleiro que contava vantagem parou
A namorada que contava as estrelas parou
Pra ver, ouvir e dar passagem
A moca triste que vivia calada sorriu
A rosa triste que vivia fechada se abriu
E a meninada toda se assanhou
Pra ver a banda passar
Cantando coisas de amor
O velho fraco se esqueceu do cansaco e pensouChico Buarque - A Banda - http://motolyrics.com/chico-buarque/a-banda-lyrics-english-translation.html
Que ainda era moco pra sair no terraco e dancou
A moca feia debrucou na janela
Pensando que a banda tocava pra ela
A marcha alegre se espalhou na avenida e insistiu
A lua cheia que vivia escondida surgiu
Minha cidade toda se enfeitou
Pra ver a banda passar
Cantando coisas de amor
Mas para meu desencanto
O que era doce acabou
Tudo tomou seu lugar
Depois que a banda passou
E cada qual no seu canto
Em cada canto uma dor
Depois da banda passar
Cantando coisas de amor
1966
Chico Buarque - The Band (English translation)
I was hanging around in life
My love called me
To see the band pass
Singing things of love
My suffering people
Farewelled pain
to see the band pass
Singing things of love
The serious man counting money stopped
The lighthouse keeper counting goods stopped
The girlfriend counting stars stopped
To see, hear and make way
The sad girl that lived quietly smiled
The sad rose that lived closed gaped open
And all the kids became excited
To see the band pass
Singing things of love
I was hanging around in life
My love called me
To see the band pass
Singing things of love
My suffering people
Farewelled painChico Buarque - A Banda - http://motolyrics.com/chico-buarque/a-banda-lyrics-english-translation.html
to see the band pass
Singing things of love
The weak old man forgot tiredness and thought
That he was still young enough to go on the terrace and danced
The ugly girl leant out the window
Thinking that the band played for her
The joyful march diffused through the avenue and insisted
The full moon that was hidden come out
My whole town spruced itself up
To see the band pass
Singing things of love
But to my disappointment
That which was sweet finished
Everything returned to its place
After the band passed
And each in his corner
In each corner a pain
After the band passed
Singing things of love
After the band passed
Singing things of love...