Текст и перевод песни Jorge Palma - Tama-ra

Tama-ra

Oh, Tamara
Sempre que a lua desenhar a tua sombra
E acariciar a tua pele
Eu vou lá estar

Quando te vi
Eu, que era um crocodilo tonto e lamacento
Fui fulminado pelo amor
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara

Tu és a luxúria a cintilar
Nos cravos de Abril
Seria pecado não sucumbir
Ao teu sex-appeal

Oh, Tamara
Enquanto alguém fizer vibrar um instrumento
Serás tu a alteza real
Do music-hall

Tu és a luxúria a cintilar
Nos cravos de Abril
Seria pecado não sucumbir
Ao teu sex-appeal

Oh, Tamara
Se algum pintor reproduzir a tua imagem
Tem de captar a tua voz
Tão sensual

Tem de saber
Pintar o ritmo dos teus pés em movimento
Que mais parecem querer voar
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara

Tamara

Oh, Tamara
Whenever the moon draws your shadow
And caresses your skin
I'll be there

When I saw you
I, the dazed and muddy crocodile
Was struck down by love
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara

You're the gleaming lust
In the April carnations
It would be a sin not to succumb
To your sex appeal

Oh, Tamara
As long as someone plucks an instrument
You'll be the queen
Of the music hall

You're the gleaming lust
In the April carnations
It would be a sin not to succumb
To your sex appeal

Oh, Tamara
If a painter paints your image
He must capture your voice
So sensual

He must know
How to paint your feet in motion
As if they wanted to fly
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara