Текст и перевод песни João Bosco - Jimbo No Jazz

Jimbo No Jazz

Xis, é dabliú e ipsilone
Quando Jimbo no trombone
Se zanga e jonga no jazz

Samangos e candangos no fandango
Dão até tangolomango
Com as firulas que êle faz

As quengas, quando escutam a pererenga
Entram na sacurupemba
Provocando bafafás

Jimbo batuca, toma timbuca
Jimbo é maneiro demais:
Risca tuia na fundanga
E faz jongo no jazz

Um dia, um bangalafumenga já meio tungado
Gago, gungunando, bamzando um bocado
Indagou do Jimbo que joça era jazz

E o Jimbo, ziguezagueando a vara do trombone
Fez dois dabliús e três ipsilones
Dois passos pra frente, dois passos pra trás
Então, o samango, mondrongo, mumbungo, piongo
Largou da rezinga e caiu no fandango
Gostando e sacando que o jongo é um jazz
E o jazz e o samba e a milonga e o tango e o candombe
E a rumba e o mambo, tudo é lá do congo
E é essa a mironga do que o Jimbo faz

Jimbo's Jazz

Gosh, it's double-U and I-psilon
When Jimbo on the trombone
Gets mad and starts rocking in jazz

Samangos and candangos in the fandango
Even give tangolomango
With the flourishes he plays

The chicks, when they hear his spiel
Get into the shake-up
Causing a fuss

Jimbo drums, takes timbuca
Jimbo's really cool, my dear:
He shreds the bass in the fundanga
And plays jongo in jazz

One day, a bangalafumenga, already slightly drunk
Stammering, humming, dancing around a bit
Asked Jimbo what the hell jazz was

And Jimbo, zigzagging the slide of his trombone
Played two double-Us and three I-psilons
Two steps forward, two steps back
Then, the samango, mondrongo, mumbungo, piongo
Gave up the beef and joined the fandango
Liking and realizing that jongo is a kind of jazz
And jazz and samba and milonga and tango and candombe
And rumba and mambo, all come from the Congo
And that's the secret of what Jimbo does