Текст и перевод песни Monica Salmaso - Doce Na Feira

Doce Na Feira

Olha doce ioiô, olha doce iaiá
Vendendo doce na feira, ai, ai, ai
Eu vi aquela cabocla, ai, ai, ai
Que há tempos lá na Portela, ai, ai, ai
Andava de boca em boca
Fez ferir (sofrer) seus companheiros, ai, ai, ai
Com as infiéis conquistas, ai, ai, ai
Tanto fez, que tanto fez
Que acabou se apaixonando
Por um volúvel sambista
Assim (depois) que eu vi a cabocla, ai, ai, ai
Minha voz emudeceu, hum, hum, hum
Tinha no peito um retrato, ai, ai, ai
O retrato era eu
Era eu, era eu, era eu, era eu
Vendendo doce na feira...
Olha doce ioiô, olha doce iaiá
E assim ela dizia
E assim ela dizia

Doce Na Feira

Oh, sweet yoyo, oh sweet lady
Selling sweets at the fair, oh, oh, oh
I saw that cabocla, oh, oh, oh
Who long ago in Portela, oh, oh, oh
Was passed around by word of mouth
She made her companions suffer, oh, oh, oh
With her unfaithful conquests, oh, oh, oh
She did so much, that she did so much
That she ended up falling in love
With a fickle sambista
As soon as I saw the cabocla, oh, oh, oh
My voice fell silent, hmm, hmm, hmm
I had a picture in my chest, oh, oh, oh
The picture was me
It was me, it was me, it was me, it was me
Selling sweets at the fair...
Oh, sweet yoyo, oh sweet lady
And so she said
And so she said