Lyrics and translation Baitaca - Bugio Foragido

Bugio Foragido

Foragiu da serra um bugio safado
Bicho desgraçado e faz artes medonha'
Escapou da trampa já de pata renga
Chega a ser capenga de tão sem-vergonha

Se foi pra cidade dançar num bailão
Com o pala na mão e a bombacha rasgada
Tomou um trago forte pra limpar a goela
E pulou a janela pra não pagar a entrada
Tomou um trago forte pra limpar a goela
E pulou a janela pra não pagar a entrada

Com adaga e um trinta debaixo do pala
No meio da sala fazendo anarquia
Que bicho maroto, bagaça e pachola
Puxou da pistola e mostrou pras guria'

Tapado de canha, quase se babando
Foi cruzar dançando e pisou no gaiteiro
Com umas bota' véia' broqueada de furo
E pra dançar no escuro, cuspiu no candeeiro
Com umas bota' véia' broqueada de furo
E pra dançar no escuro, cuspiu no candeeiro

Dança debochado num gesto atrevido
Que bicho metido, mesmo sem razão
Se agarra na prenda e quer dançar pertinho
E devagarinho, vai passando a mão

Se encosta na copa sem nenhum trocado
Vai pedindo fiado e bebe o baile inteiro
Arrotando grosso que segura as ponta'
E pra não pagar a conta briga c'o copeiro
Arrotando grosso que segura as ponta'
E pra não pagar a conta briga c'o copeiro

Roncava na sala dando uma de macho
Vesgo de borracho, tipo debochado
Pegou a virar as mesa' já de madrugada
Chamaram a brigada com uns quatro soldado'

Entraram na sala e o bicho aragano
Toureou um brigadiano e seguiu na folia
Encheram de laço no meio da sala
Taparam de bala e se foi à la cria
Encheram de laço no meio da sala
Taparam de bala e se foi à la cria

Runaway Howler Monkey

A naughty howler monkey, escaped from the mountains
A vicious creature, and does terrible things
Loped from the pitfall, limping paw
And became lame, with such shamelessness

He went to the city to dance in a ballroom
With a hat in hand and gaucho pants with holes
He took a strong drink to clear his throat
And jumped out the window to avoid paying the entrance fee
He took a strong drink to clear his throat
And jumped out the window to avoid paying the entrance fee

With a dagger and a thirty-caliber under his hat
In the middle of the room, causing anarchy
What a naughty creature, a rascal and scamp
He pulled out a pistol and showed it to the girls

Drunk on cane liquor, almost drooling
He went dancing and stepped on the accordionist
With his old, broken boots
And to dance in the dark, he spit on the lamp
With his old, broken boots
And to dance in the dark, he spit on the lamp

He dances mockingly with an impudent gesture
What a conceited creature, even without reason
He grabs the girl and wants to dance close
And very slowly, he starts to touch her

He leans against the counter without any money
He asks for credit and drinks the whole night
Burping so loud, you can hear it from the rafters
And to avoid paying the bill, he fights with the bartender
Burping so loud, you can hear it from the rafters
And to avoid paying the bill, he fights with the bartender

He snores in the room, acting tough
Cross-eyed drunk, looking like a clown
He started turning tables over in the early morning
They called the police with four soldiers

They entered the room and the lazy creature
Fought with an officer and kept reveling
They tied him up in the middle of the room
They shot him full of bullets and he went away like a baby
They tied him up in the middle of the room
They shot him full of bullets and he went away like a baby