Paroles et traduction Les Luthiers - La Bossa Nostra

La Bossa Nostra

Ahora les quiero presentar
A un excelente músico
Un gran guitarrista nacido en Bahía
En Bahía, en Bahía Blanca
Les voy a presentar a Lampinho
Con el cual hicimos La Bossa Nostra
Un día que caminábamos juntos por Copacabana
¿Te acuerdas Lampinho? Copacabana...
El mar estaba tan hermoso
Si, o mar
Jejeje, o mar do Brasil

El sol era maravilloso
Jeje, o sol
O sol do Brasil, ¿te acuerdas Lampinho?
No
No, no, no se acuerda
Recuerda esas cosas tan bonitas de nostro Brasil
Cachaça
Bananas
Feijoadas
Eh, eh, Bananas

Bueno Lampinho, no solo bananas hay en Brasil
¿No?, por ejemplo futebol, Pelé
Pelé Bananas
Bueno, Lampiño saravah mejor saravah
Maestro...

Oh sol, oh sol, oh sol, oh sol, oh sol
Oh sol quemante e ardente
Oh sol cozinheiro da gente
Oh sol tan firme e bruñido
Oh sol de fogo encendido
Que queima hasta o apelhido
Oh sol, oh sol sostenido
Oh sol
Oh sol bemol

Eu gosto tirarme na areia
Da praia sereia
Asando meu corpo gentil
Asando de frente e de perfil
Eu gosto hasta o paroxismo
Con o bestialismo
Do sol do Brasil

Que el gosta do sol está a la vista
É um verdadeiro solista

Eu contarei uma historia
Que aconteceu uma vez numa praia... eh, eh! Meu Deus!

No Brasil é bendición
Como se faz a digestión
De Botafogo a Ipanema
Não tem que tomar enema
Porque, con tudo respeito
Brasil é tan digestivo

No, basta, basta!
Eu contarei uma história
Que aconteceu uma vez
E muito melhor és
Que me deixeis
A não me interrumpeis
Conta tu comto extrangeiro
A la uma, a las dois y a las tres

Okeis
Um día do sol na praia
Sonhando cosas bonitas
Masticaba uma banana
A mais folclorica fruta
Gozando a fresca viruta
Na praia de Copacabana

Estaba feliz no sol tan fogoso, ¿no?
Na areia que ardía
Cuando de repente
Um oscurecimiento!
Um que?
Um oscurecimiento!
En pleno día?
É, fizo a noite en pleno día
No!

É
Uma sombra tan tupida
Uma sombra tan grandota
Era a sombra producida
Das cadeiras d'uma garota

Era uma garota que tenía
Um andar, um andar de gacela
Cintura de avispa
Piel de terciopelo
Cabellos de lino
Manos de Eurídice
Umos piecitos, umos pies cúbicos
Talón de Aquiles
Nuez moscada
Dedo de frente
Frente popular

Y lengua, lengua, lengua muerta
Palmas de Mallorca
L'homo sapiens
Boca corazón
Nalgas marinas
Y um pubis y um pubis
Oh! no!(Basta!), hmmm detente pecador!
Pubis pro-nobis

Continúo a relação
De tan colosal levante
Comence a persecução
Das cadeiras bamboleantes
Cruzamos Copacabana

Debaixo do sol queimante
E cruzamos Ipanema
Aguantando o sol queimante

Cuando ya no pude más
Tomando muito coragem
Decidí tirarme o lance
Disse de fazer romance
Disse coisas tan bonitas
Que a garota me dio cita
Pra bailar en uma boite
Esa mismísima noite

E como foi o final
Da historia tan colosal?

O final foi muito vil
Pela culpa do Brasil
O sol tan ardente e cruel
Me queimou toda a piel
Tenia queimado tudo
De la proa hasta la popa
Que ni siquiera desnudo
Podía aguantar a ropa

Maldita sea la praia
Maldito sol asesino
Maldita sea la praia
Maldito sol asesino

Perdi piel, perdi garota
Perdi outras coisas mil!

Vivan as praias cariocas
Viva o sol do Brasil
Laralaralalalalala

Our Bossa

Now I want to introduce you
To an excellent musician
A great guitarist born in Bahía
In Bahía, in Bahía Blanca
I'm going to introduce you to Lampinho
With whom we made Our Bossa
One day when we were walking together along Copacabana
Do you remember Lampinho? Copacabana...
The sea was so beautiful
Yes, the sea
Hehehe, the sea of Brazil

The sun was wonderful
Hehe, the sun
The sun of Brazil, do you remember Lampinho?
No
No, no, he doesn't remember
Remember those beautiful things from our Brazil
Cachaça
Bananas
Feijoadas
Eh, eh, Bananas

Well Lampinho, there are not only bananas in Brazil
No? For example, futebol, Pelé
Pelé Bananas
Well, Lampiño, saravah, better saravah
Maestro...

Oh sun, oh sun, oh sun, oh sun, oh sun
Oh burning and fiery sun
Oh sun that cooks us
Oh sun so firm and polished
Oh sun of fire ignited
That burns even the surname
Oh sun, oh sustained sun
Oh sun
Oh B flat sun

I like to lie down on the sand
Of the mermaid beach
Roasting my gentle body
Roasting from front and profile
I enjoy it to the extreme
With the beastliness
Of the sun of Brazil

That he likes the sun is obvious
He is a true soloist

I will tell you a story
That happened once on a beach... eh, eh! My God!

In Brazil it is a blessing
How digestion is done
From Botafogo to Ipanema
No need to take an enema
Because, with all due respect
Brazil is so digestive

No, enough, enough!
I will tell you a story
That happened once
And it is much better
That you let me
And don't interrupt me
Tell your foreign story
At one, at two and at three

Okay
One sunny day on the beach
Dreaming beautiful things
I was chewing a banana
The most folkloric fruit
Enjoying the fresh shavings
On the beach of Copacabana

I was happy in the fiery sun, right?
On the burning sand
When suddenly
A darkening!
A what?
A darkening!
In broad daylight?
Yeah, it made night in broad daylight
No!

Yes
Such a thick shadow
Such a big shadow
It was the shadow produced
From a girl's hips

She was a girl who had
A walk, a gazelle's walk
Wasp waist
Velvet skin
Linen hair
Eurydice's hands
Little feet, cubic feet
Achilles' heel
Nutmeg
Forefinger
Popular Front

And tongue, tongue, dead tongue
Palms of Mallorca
Homo sapiens
Heart mouth
Marine buttocks
And a pubis and a pubis
Oh! no! (Enough!), hmmm stop sinner!
Pubis pro-nobis

I continue the relation
Of such a colossal rising
I began the pursuit
Of the swaying hips
We crossed Copacabana

Under the burning sun
And we crossed Ipanema
Enduring the burning sun

When I couldn't take it anymore
Taking a lot of courage
I decided to take the chance
I said to make romance
I said such beautiful things
That the girl gave me a date
To dance in a nightclub
That very night

And how was the ending
Of such a colossal story?

The ending was very vile
Because of Brazil
The sun so ardent and cruel
Burned all my skin
I had everything burned
From bow to stern
That not even naked
Could I stand the clothes

Damn the beach
Damn murderous sun
Damn the beach
Damn murderous sun

I lost skin, I lost girl
I lost a thousand other things!

Long live the Carioca beaches
Long live the sun of Brazil
Laralaralalalalala