Paroles et traduction Nara Leão feat. Chico Buarque - Dueto

Dueto

Consta nos astros, nos signos, nos búzios
Eu li num anúncio, eu vi no espelho
Tá lá no evangelho, garantem os orixás
Serás o meu amor, serás a minha paz

Consta nos autos, nas bulas, nos dogmas
Eu fiz uma tese, eu li num tratado
Está computado nos dados oficiais
Serás o meu amor, serás a minha paz

Mas se a ciência provar o contrário
E se o calendário nos contrariar
Mas se o destino insistir em nos separar

Danem-se os astros (os autos)
Os signos (os dogmas)
Os búzios (as bulas)
Anúncios (tratados)
Ciganas (projetos)
Profetas (sinopses)
Espelhos (conselhos)

Se dane o evangelho
E todos os orixás
Serás o meu amor
Serás, amor, a minha paz

Consta na pauta, no karma, na carne
Passou na novela, está no seguro
Pixaram no muro, mandei fazer um cartaz
Serás o meu amor, serás a minha paz

Mas se a ciência provar o contrário
E se o calendário nos contrariar
Mas se o destino insistir em nos separar

Danem-se os astros (os autos)
Os signos (os dogmas)
Os búzios (as bulas)
Anúncios (tratados)
Ciganas (projetos)
Profetas (sinopses)
Espelhos (conselhos)

Se dane o evangelho
E todos os orixás
Serás o meu amor
Serás, amor, a minha paz

Consta nos mapas, nos lábios, no lápis

Consta nos OVNIs, no Pravda, na vodca

Duet

It is written in the stars, in the signs, in the cowries
I read it in an ad, I saw it in the mirror
It is there in the gospel, the orixás guarantee
You shall be my love, you shall be my harmony

It is written in the proceedings, in the edicts, in the dogmas
I wrote a thesis, I read it in a treatise
It has been computed in the official data
You shall be my love, you shall be my harmony

But if science proves the opposite
And if the calendar contradicts us
But if fate insists on separating us

Damn the stars (the proceedings)
The signs (the dogmas)
The cowries (the edicts)
The advertisements (the treatises)
The Gypsies (the plans)
The prophets (the synopses)
The mirrors (the advice)

Damn the gospel
And all the orixás
You shall be my love
You shall be, my love, my harmony

It is written in the score, in the karma, in the flesh
It was on the soap opera, it's in the insurance policy
They spray-painted it on the wall, I had a poster made
You shall be my love, you shall be my harmony

But if science proves the opposite
And if the calendar contradicts us
But if fate insists on separating us

Damn the stars (the proceedings)
The signs (the dogmas)
The cowries (the edicts)
The advertisements (the treatises)
The Gypsies (the plans)
The prophets (the synopses)
The mirrors (the advice)

Damn the gospel
And all the orixás
You shall be my love
You shall be, my love, my harmony

It is written in the maps, on the lips, in the pencil

It is written in the UFOs, in Pravda, in vodka