Текст и перевод песни Nill feat. Normal Gene - Octavia

Octavia

Nós falamos essa tarde sobre roupas
Ohh ahh ohh ahh ohh ahh
Pele escura, calça clara, marfim, tênis baixo, 4-2
O que que serve em mim?

Que tal parar pra me ver alguns anos atrás
(Alguns anos atrás)
Que sonhos e metas da vida eram todas iguais
(Todas iguais)
Agora me visto sozinho, não tem mais os pais
E a troca injusta que foi
Veio esses pano caro demais
Pensamos em máscaras, coisas do tipo que esconde
Pessoas precisam de flash
Câmeras precisam de pose
Falando em necessidade, eu ligo hoje a noite
Nossa relação se quebrou
Mas as roupas falam sobre:

Nós falamos essa tarde sobre roupas
Ohh ahh ohh ahh ohh ahh
Pele escura, calça clara, marfim, tênis baixo, 4-2
O que que serve em mim?
Nós falamos essa tarde sobre roupas
Ohh ahh ohh ahh ohh ahh
Nós falamos essa tarde sobre roupas
Ohh ahh ohh ahh ohh ahh

E que tal tons pastéis?
Invertem os papéis
Elegantes e fiéis
São as mãos e seus anéis
Que tal tons pastéis?
Invertem os papéis
Elegantes e fiéis
São as mãos e seus anéis

Magic, magic. That's just how it happens
Hocus Pocus. Never focused on it
Always only wear what I want
I never cared what they told me
Always knew that I'm a one and only
I'm the flavor, LaCheifa
I'm like a maverick, I'll reefa
You couldn't do me if I fucked you
I wouldn't do you, I don't need to
I can pull off the knock-off Adidas
And turn haters right into believers
I wear soccer shoes with my wedding dress
Keep your "red bottoms", I just don't need 'em
How you call it "your style" and they look like that?
You rushed out to the mall just to look like them
You dive into all of the fashions mags
You spent your last for expensive tags
I look this good without even looking at myself
And, with no help

Octavia

We talked about clothes this evening
Ohh ahh ohh ahh ohh ahh
Dark skin, light pants, ivory, low-top sneakers, 4-2
What looks good on me?

How about stopping by to see me a few years ago
(A few years ago)
That dreams and goals in life were all the same
(All the same)
Now I dress myself, without my parents
And what an unfair trade this was
Came these way too expensive clothes
We thought about masks, things of that kind that hide
People need flash
Cameras need poses
Speaking of needs, I'll call tonight
Our relationship is broken
But the clothes talk about:

We talked about clothes this evening,
Ohh ahh ohh ahh ohh ahh
Dark skin, light pants, ivory, low-top sneakers, 4-2
What looks good on me?
We talked about clothes this evening
Ohh ahh ohh ahh ohh ahh
We talked about clothes this evening
Ohh ahh ohh ahh ohh ahh

And how about pastel tones?
Invert the roles
Elegant and faithful
Are the hands and their rings
And how about pastel tones?
Invert the roles
Elegant and faithful
Are the hands and their rings

Magic, magic. That's just how it happens
Hocus Pocus. Never focused on it
Always only wear what I want
I never cared what they told me
Always knew that I'm a one and only
I'm the flavor, LaCheifa
I'm like a maverick, I'll reefa
You couldn't do me if I fucked you
I wouldn't do you, I don't need to
I can pull off the knock-off Adidas
And turn haters right into believers
I wear soccer shoes with my wedding dress
Keep your "red bottoms", I just don't need 'em
How you call it "your style" and they look like that?
You rushed out to the mall just to look like them
You dive into all of the fashions mags
You spent your last for expensive tags
I look this good without even looking at myself
And, with no help