Текст и перевод песни Baitaca - Bugio Lacaio - Ao Vivo

Bugio Lacaio - Ao Vivo

Certa vez, pra um baile eu fui convidado
Entrei no fangando de chapéu tapiado
Quando olhei num canto, um bicho oitavado
Com a adaga na mão e um trinta embalado

Falei pro porteiro: quem é esse safado?
Já me respondeu num gesto assustado
Te cuida vivente, saia lá prum lado
Porque este bicho aqui é respeitado

Falei pro danado sair do salão
Já me respondeu pra fora eu não saio
E prendeu-lhe a adaga e se eu não caio fora
Tinha me atorado, que bicho lacaio

E o bicho safado seguiu na anarquia
No meio do povo, gritava e corria
Invadiu o palco e cantou de aprofia
Nas caixas de som, subia e descia

Já de madrugada no romper do dia
Comprou uma de canha e num canto bebia
Com a mão direita, empinava a cachaça
E com a mão canhota, mãozeava as guria

Falei pro danado sair do salão
Já me respondeu: pra fora, eu não saio
Dançando borracho, derrubando a roupa
Eu nunca vi no mundo outro bicho lacaio

Que bicho matreiro e de raça gaviona
Foi no meu cavalo e cortou minha carona
Já furou de adaga, minhas botas de lona
Cruzou pelo fogo e virou minha cambona

Entrou no salão, mexeu com a minha dona
Foi botando freio em china redomona
Torceu o bigode, tapiou o chapéu
Puxou dos talher e partiu minha sanfona

Falei pro danado sair do salão
Já me respondeu pra fora eu não saio
Que bicho bagaço e de pouca moral
Cortara minha cordeona esse bugio lacaio

Bugio Lacaio - Live

Once, I was invited to a dance
I entered the party wearing a hat
When I looked in a corner, I saw an octagonal animal
With a dagger in his hand and a thirty-caliber rifle

I said to the doorman: who is that bastard?
He answered me with a frightened gesture
Take care, buddy, go somewhere else
Because this guy is respected here

I told the bastard to get out of the ballroom
He replied that he wouldn't leave
And pulled out a dagger, and if I didn't get out
I would have been killed, what a lackey

And the bastard continued in the same vein
He shouted and ran amidst the people
He invaded the stage and sang out of tune
He climbed up and down the speakers

At dawn
He bought a drink and was drinking in a corner
He raised the cachaça with his right hand
And fondled the girls with his left

I told the bastard to get out of the ballroom
He replied that he wouldn't leave
He danced drunk, he tore his clothes
I've never seen another such lackey in the world

What a cunning and shady guy
He rode my horse and cut my rope
He stabbed my canvas boots with his dagger
He walked through fire and became my partner

He entered the saloon, messed with my woman
He was breaking in a wild horse
He twisted his mustache, he put on his hat
He pulled out a knife and broke my accordion

I told the damn to get out of the ballroom
He replied that he wouldn't leave
What a jerk with no morals
This bugio lacaio cut my accordion