Lyrics and translation João Gilberto - Louco

Louco

Louco
Pelas ruas, ele andava
E o coitado chorava
Transformou-se até num vagabundo
Para ele, a vida não valia nada
Para ele, a mulher amada
Era seu mundo
Louco
Pelas ruas, ele andava
E o coitado chorava
Transformou-se até num vagabundo
Para ele, a vida não valia nada
Para ele, a mulher amada
Era seu mundo
Conselhos eu lhe dei
Para ele esquecer aquele falso amor
Ele se convenceu
Que ela nunca mereceu
Nem reparou
Sua grande dor
Que louco
Louco
Pelas ruas, ele andava
E o coitado chorava
Transformou-se até num vagabundo
Para ele, a vida não valia nada
Para ele, a mulher amada
Era seu mundo
Conselhos eu lhe dei
Para ele esquecer aquele falso amor
Ele se convenceu
Que ela nunca mereceu
Nem reparou
Sua grande dor
Que louco
Louco
Pelas ruas, ele andava
E o coitado chorava
Transformou-se até num vagabundo
Para ele, a vida não valia nada
Para ele, a mulher amada
Era seu mundo
Conselhos eu lhe dei
Para ele esquecer aquele falso amor
Ele se convenceu
Que ela nunca mereceu
Nem reparou
Sua grande dor
Que louco
Louco
Pelas ruas, ele andava
E o coitado chorava
Transformou-se até num vagabundo
Para ele, a vida não valia nada
Para ele, a mulher amada
Era seu mundo

Mad

Mad
Through the streets, he walked
And the poor thing cried
He transformed himself into a tramp
For him, life wasn't worth anything
For him, the woman he loved
Was his world
Mad
Through the streets, he walked
And the poor thing cried
He transformed himself into a tramp
For him, life wasn't worth anything
For him, the woman he loved
Was his world
I give him advice
To forget that false love
He convinced himself
That she never deserved him
He didn't notice
His great pain
How crazy
Mad
Through the streets, he walked
And the poor thing cried
He transformed himself into a tramp
For him, life wasn't worth anything
For him, the woman he loved
Was his world
I give him advice
To forget that false love
He convinced himself
That she never deserved him
He didn't notice
His great pain
How crazy
Mad
Through the streets, he walked
And the poor thing cried
He transformed himself into a tramp
For him, life wasn't worth anything
For him, the woman he loved
Was his world
I give him advice
To forget that false love
He convinced himself
That she never deserved him
He didn't notice
His great pain
How crazy
Mad
Through the streets, he walked
And the poor thing cried
He transformed himself into a tramp
For him, life wasn't worth anything
For him, the woman he loved
Was his world