Текст и перевод песни Quest Pistols Show - Ipanema

Ipanema

История случилась точно.
Но не с кем то конкретно.
Короче, для девушки из? солнечный парень рифмует строчки.
Yeah! Olha que coisa mais linda, mais cheia de graça
É ela a menina que vem, e que passa
No doce balanço, ao caminho do mar
Uh la la
Moça do corpo dourado, do sol de Ipanema
O seu balançado merece um poema
É a coisa mais linda que eu já passar
Ahhh ... Yeah!
Свежая, загорелая, нежная.
В светлых одеждах страстная.
И как воздух мимо проходит прежде.
Чем ты сделаешь вдох, а.
Запах прибоя, заливистый смех.
Бриз в волосах и ритмы самбы искрятся в глазах, а.
Она на раз-два, качает попой ритмы самба.
Она на раз-два, всех парней Ipanema сводит с ума.
Она на раз-два, качает попой ритмы самба.
Она на раз-два, всех парней Ipanema сводит с ума.
На ведрах ниточка с перышками пестрыми.
Она горит, она острее перца острого.
Царица острова, натрите её кремом.
Сверкают грозами глаза у Ipanema.
Yeah! Olha que coisa mais linda, mais cheia de graça
É ela a menina que vem, e que passa
No doce balanço, ao caminho do mar
Moça do corpo dourado, do sol de Ipanema
O seu balançado merece um poema
É a coisa mais linda que eu já passar
Она на раз-два, качает попой ритмы самба.
Она на раз-два, всех парней Ipanema сводит с ума.
Она на раз-два, качает попой ритмы самба.
Она на раз-два, всех парней Ipanema сводит с ума.
Она на раз-два
Она на раз-два
Она на раз-два
Она на раз-два, всех парней Ipanema сводит с ума

Ipanema

The story happened for sure.
But not with anyone specific.
In short, for a girl from [?], a sunny guy rhymes lines.
Yeah! Look at this thing, more beautiful, full of grace
It's her, the girl who comes and goes
In the sweet sway, on the way to the sea
Uh la la
Girl with a golden body, from the sun of Ipanema
Your sway deserves a poem
It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen pass by
Ahhh ... Yeah!
Fresh, tanned, delicate.
Passionate in light clothes.
And like air, she passes by before
You can even take a breath, ah.
The smell of the surf, ringing laughter.
The breeze in your hair and the rhythms of samba sparkle in your eyes, ah.
She shakes her booty to the samba rhythms, one-two.
She drives all the guys in Ipanema crazy, one-two.
She shakes her booty to the samba rhythms, one-two.
She drives all the guys in Ipanema crazy, one-two.
A string with colorful feathers on buckets.
She's burning, she's hotter than the hottest pepper.
Queen of the island, rub her with cream.
Ipanema's eyes sparkle like thunderstorms.
Yeah! Look at this thing, more beautiful, full of grace
It's her, the girl who comes and goes
In the sweet sway, on the way to the sea
Girl with a golden body, from the sun of Ipanema
Your sway deserves a poem
It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen pass by
She shakes her booty to the samba rhythms, one-two.
She drives all the guys in Ipanema crazy, one-two.
She shakes her booty to the samba rhythms, one-two.
She drives all the guys in Ipanema crazy, one-two.
She's one-two
She's one-two
She's one-two
She drives all the guys in Ipanema crazy, one-two