Текст и перевод песни Baby Consuelo - Aquarela do Brasil

Aquarela do Brasil

Brasil, meu Brasil brasileiro
Meu mulato inzoneiro
Vou cantar-te nos meus versos

Meu Brasil, samba que dá
Bamboleio que faz gingar
O Brasil do meu amor
Terra de nosso Senhor

Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Brasil, Brasil ooh

Abre a cortina do passado
Tira a mãe-preta do serrado
Bota o Rei Congo no congado

É, Brasil
Brasil, Brasil
Brasil, Brasil
Hmm, Brasil
Brasil, Brasil

Deixa cantar de novo o trovador
A merencória à luz da Lua
Toda canção do meu amor
Quero ver essa dona caminhando
Pelos salões arrastando
O seu vestido rendado

Hmm, é, Brasil
Brasil, pra mim
Pra mim, Brasil
Hmm, Brasil
Pra mim, é, Brasil
Pra mim, oh

Brasil
Terra boa e gostosa
Da morena sestrosa
De olhar indiscreto
O Brasil, verde que "tá"
Para o mundo se admirar
O Brasil, do meu amor
Terra de nosso Senhor

Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim, ha
Brasil pra mim
É, pra mim
Pra mim, Brasil
Ooh

Esse coqueiro que dá coco
Oi! Onde eu amarro a minha rede
Nas noites claras de luar?

Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Brasil
Ai, ui
Brasil, ei
Pra mim, Hmm, pra mim

Oi!
Por essas fontes murmurantes
Onde eu mato a minha sede
E ande a Lua vem brincar
Esse... Esse Brasil lindo e trigueiro
É o meu Brasil brasileiro
Terra de samba e pandeiro

É Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Brasil, Brasil, Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Oh Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Brasil pra mim
Brasil pra mim
Brasil
Pra mim

Watercolor of Brazil

Brazil, my Brazilian Brazil
My dreamy mulatto
I'll sing to you in my verses

My Brazil, samba that gives
Swing that makes you sway
The Brazil of my love
Land of our Lord

Brazil, Brazil
For me, for me
Brazil, Brazil ooh

Open the curtain of the past
Take the black mother out of the wilderness
Put the Congo King in the congado

Yes, Brazil
Brazil, Brazil
Brazil, Brazil
Hmm, Brazil
Brazil, Brazil

Let the troubadour sing again
The melancholy in the moonlight
Every song of my love
I want to see that lady walking
Through the halls dragging
Her lace dress

Hmm, yes, Brazil
Brazil, for me
For me, Brazil
Hmm, Brazil
For me, yes, Brazil
For me, oh

Brazil
Good and delicious land
Of the alluring brunette
With an indiscreet gaze
Brazil, so green
For the world to admire
The Brazil of my love
Land of our Lord

Brazil, Brazil
For me, for me, ha
Brazil for me
Yes, for me
For me, Brazil
Ooh

This coconut tree
Hey! Where I tie my hammock
On clear moonlit nights?

Brazil, Brazil
For me, for me
Brazil
Oh, uh
Brazil, hey
For me, Hmm, for me

Hey!
By these murmuring fountains
Where I quench my thirst
And where the moon comes to play
This... This beautiful and tanned Brazil
Is my Brazilian Brazil
Land of samba and tambourine

It's Brazil, Brazil
For me, for me
Brazil, Brazil, Brazil, Brazil
For me, for me
Oh Brazil
For me, for me
Brazil for me
Brazil for me
Brazil
For me