Monday, July 30, 2007

Segunda-feira

Just what I needed on a Monday afternoon: the razor-sharp wit and lilting, upbeat melody of a classic paulista samba, Tiro ao Álvaro. Thank goodness for the variety of internet radio, which you really should be doing your part to save from excessive royalty burdens.

Anyway, you can sign in for free here on Rhapsody if you're curious to listen to the version by diva Elis Regina. Such sarcastic lyrics from such a smile-inducing song:


De tanto levar frechada do teu olhar
Meu peito até parece sabe o quê?
Táuba de tiro ao álvaro
Não tem mais onde furar
Táuba de tiro ao álvaro
Não tem mais onde furar

Teu olhar mata mais
Do que bala de carabina
Que veneno estriquinina
que peixeira de baiano
Teu olhar mata mais
Do que atropelamento de automóvel
Mata mais que bala de revólver
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After so many arrow shots from your eyes
My breast looks like you know what?
A target practice board
Which can take no more holes
A target practice board
Which can take no more holes

Your looks kill more
Than a carbine's bullet
More than strychnine poison
More than a Baiano's knife
Your looks kill more
Than an automobile running over me
Kills more than the bullet of a gun

1 comment:

Junk Thief said...

Just about anything done by Elis Regina borders on perfection in my book. Like so much of Brazilian music, it has so many contradictions going on at once. No wonder I gave up top American 40 radio 20+ years ago.