Paroles et traduction Lura - Sema Lopi

Sema Lopi

Bu pari matchu u pari cordon
Bu pari fémia u pari labada
Bo ki pari matxu bá sirbi rei
Bo ki pari fémea bu bá sirbi mundu

Odju ma lua nariz ma strela
Pistana sima arco d'abedja
Boca sima ka ta kumi nada
Oh Sema Lopi, korpu di txon alma di Cristo

Ma Sema Lopi tem quatu fidju fémea
Ma Sema Lopi tem Natália Lopi
Tem Fatinha Lopi tem Filomena Lopi
Ma por aqui ê tem Maria Socorro

Ma n tem Sodadi Luciano Brazon
N tem sodadi piloto nha Helena
Ma n tem sodadi Sr. Alírio Branco
Oi Sema Lopi, korpu di txon alma di Cristo

Oxi pa sim manhan pa nau
Otra manhã ma pa nunca más
Pamodi morti ma sta bidjáku
Ô Sema Lopi...
Subi na rotcha Pico d'Antónia
Pamó olá bento txuba txobê
Nhos longa mon pa nhos fla mantenha
Pamodi perto mori ka tem

Paulino Livera ki bá salina
Na casa Maria di Pixoti
El e bai pê bá prega um vingança
Kantu ka fila ê corri só mon dobradu

El di dianti Maria di tráz
Ku si casaku tocadu na cabeça
Ta corri dixi rostu pa gambota
Ta corri dianti d'um corneta Tabanka

Na mei di mar ma na fio di faca
Riba ponta di gudja fina
Ma n ka tem modi di fla Jesus
Oi Sema Lopi, korpu di txon alma di Cristo

Ma kem k'embarca dja bá busca bida
Ki mori dja bá discansa
Ki fica e sô pa sirbi rei
Ma n tem sodadi sima mosis nóbu

Oi oi oi oi oi

Sema Lopi

This is not a match or a match border
This is a female or a female border
Because it is not a match for a king
Because it is a female, it is not for the world

I am seeing her nose as a star
Her eyelashes are like a bee's bow
Her mouth is like she eats nothing
Oh Sema Lopi, body of a monkey, soul of Christ

But Sema Lopi has four female daughters
But Sema Lopi has Natália Lopi
She has Fatinha Lopi, she has Filomena Lopi
But here she has Maria Socorro

But she doesn't miss Luciano Brazon
She doesn't miss the pilot, Helena
But she doesn't miss Mr. Alírio Branco
Oh Sema Lopi, body of a monkey, soul of Christ

No, not tomorrow, not next
Another morning, but never again
Because death is watching me
Oh Sema Lopi...
Climb on the rock, Pico d'Antónia
Because I see a blessed rain coming
You tell me to keep you informed
Because there is no death nearby

Paulino Livera who goes to the salt flats
At the house of Maria di Pixoti
He went to pray for revenge
As soon as he finished, he ran, alone, folded over

He went in front, Maria behind
With her headscarf on her head
She ran, her face to the ground
She ran in front of a Tabanka bugle

In the middle of the sea, but on top of a knife
On the tip of a thin needle
But I have no way to call Jesus
Oh Sema Lopi, body of a monkey, soul of Christ

But who embarks has already gone to seek life
Who died has already gone to rest
Who stays is only to serve the king
But I don't miss it as much as the other nobles

Oh oh oh oh oh