Louco - Live - Joao Gilberto traduction en anglais

Louco - Live

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

Louco - Live

Crazy
Through the streets, he walked and the poor man cried
He even became a vagabond
For him, life was worthless
For him, the woman he loved was his world

Crazy
Through the streets, he walked and the poor man cried
He even became a vagabond
For him, life was worthless
For him, the woman he loved was his world

I gave him advice
To forget that false love
He convinced himself that she never deserved it
He didn't even notice his great pain, how crazy

Crazy
Through the streets, he walked and the poor man cried
He even became a vagabond
For him, life was worthless
For him, the woman he loved was his world

I gave him advice
To forget that false love
He convinced himself that she never deserved it
He didn't even notice his great pain, how crazy

Crazy
Through the streets, he walked and the poor man cried
He even became a vagabond
For him, life was worthless
For him, the woman he loved was his world

I gave him advice
To forget that false love
He convinced himself that she never deserved it
He didn't even notice his great pain, how crazy

Crazy
Through the streets, he walked and the poor man cried
He even became a vagabond
For him, life was worthless
For him, the woman he loved was his world