Paroles et traduction Manu Lafer - Bustrofédon (crime e amor do padre gordo e da portuguesa sarada)

Bustrofédon (crime e amor do padre gordo e da portuguesa sarada)

Sacarose é mulher: a interessam a duplo
Par, a carta, o mongo, o caso, arrota sopa
Aí! Decide, potro: a ti, miojo novo!
Ácido: é tímida, má! Purga aí você, moça!

Raro o dá gelo, alucina cá
Avoado ajo? Gamo? Ótimo!
Ia colar?
A musa da luza a ter parece o azar

À buceta só dá babacas
Ato carne, telogo, a cagada
A gordo goro, ele padre, o demo da maçã!
A do barriga

Ardem só tapas rezar-te
A ti dure a nula abóbora, fé à penca!
A dá-la os nós, me aperto, o luto roça!
Ar! Gaivota!
Retroceder a mil, o turbo!
Rola colo? Ré

Animal! É tatibitate!
Reviver oca boca, lábio, e tomar-te
E logo o mote: Amar, gana? Amargor porém
Só? Nem? Ah, darás!

Missa é em latim, e rala declama
Reverta o réu que eu quero atrever
A mal ceda lá, ré, mi, tal me é assim
Saradha? Menos, mero programa
Anagrama

E tomo o gole e tramo-te
Oi! Balacobaco reviver!
É tatibitate?
Lâmina! É rolo? Calor!

O bruto! Lima! Rede! Corte!
Rato!
Viagra! Aço!
Rótulo, o trepa e sonso alada

Acne, pá! É faro, boba, aluna erudita!
E trazer sapatos medra agir
Rabo dá

A cama do medo herda pele
O rogo droga
Adaga cá, o gole, tenra cota
Saca babados até Cuba razão

E, cera preta, azulada
Suma ralo, cai o mito, o mago
Já o da ova, a canícula
O legado, orar, a começo via

Agrupam, adimite-o dica: Ovo! Nojo!
Imita ortopedice
Dia após, a torra o saco o gnomo
Atraca rã polpuda
Mas ser etnia, rehlume, e só raças

Bustrofédon (Crime and Love of the Fat Priest and the Fit Portuguese Woman)

Sugar is a woman: it interests me doubly
I bet you, the card, the idiot, the affair, burp soup
Come on! Decide, you stud: you are my new pretty boy!
Acid: you are shy, bad! Keep your mouth shut, girl!

You rarely make me cold, hallucinate here
Absent-minded garlic? Game? Perfect!
Did I almost hit?
The muse of the luza seems unlucky

The pussy only sleeps with jerks
She acts like a slut, she talks too much, it's a mess!
She's fat and nasty, a priest, the devil from hell!
of the belly

You just get slaps and are asked to pray
May your stupid pumpkin last forever, faith in your dick!
You let me tie you up, I get upset, mourning touches me!
Hey! You seagull!
Reverse a thousand miles, turbo!
You roll around on your lap? D

You animal! You are a stammerer!
Revive your stupid mouth, your lips, and take you
And right away the motto: To love, to win? To love bitterness, however
Alone? Not even? Ah, you will give it!

Mass is in Latin, and you speak badly
Turn the defendant over so I can dare
To evil there, D, E, F, that's how it is for me
A piece of shit? Less, a mere program
Anagram

And I take a sip and plan to trick you
Hey! You are revived!
You are a stammerer?
Blade! Is it a roll? Heat!

You brute! File! Net! Cut!
Rat!
Viagra! Steel!
Label, he fucks and kisses the winged fool

Acne, man! You are a beacon, you fool, you scholar!
And wearing shoes helps you act
You have a tail

The bed of fear inherits skin
The pyre drug
Stab me here, a drink, a tender share
You take off your clothes all the way to Cuba, honey

And, black wax, bluish
Run away, the myth falls, the magician
Already the egg, the heat
The legacy, to pray, to start again

They group together, admit it: Egg! Disgust!
He imitates orthopedics
Day after day, the gnome burns the bag
He fucks a chubby frog
But being an ethnicity, re-shining, and only races