Importada do Interior - Raimundos
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Importada do Interior - Raimundos

Альбом
Cantigas de Roda
Год
2014
Язык
`Portuguese`
Длительность
172970

Below is the lyrics of the song Importada do Interior , artist - Raimundos with translation

Lyrics " Importada do Interior "

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Importada do Interior

Raimundos

Оригинальный текст

Importada do interior

Ela chegou em boa hora

E com saúde já dizia o doutor

E os biquinhos naquela blusa

Já pulando pra fora

Deu vontade de morder, mas e a dor?

Ela falou que queria me ver

Que tava vindo pra cá

Pra rodar e tudo acontecer

Virei jumento!

Lombo curvado, esfolado

Ela é teúda no grau e é graúda no pau

Santo remédio

Toda noite vou estalar seu rabo

Deixar quente em frangalho

Vou deixar desembeiçado até o olho piscar

Passei unguento!

Bom saber… Que ela faz!

Pressão na panela e goela na minha jeba

É o que me faz crescer

Bom saber

Lavada na tigela, enxugada na flanela, vai!

Dona Florzinha, a vizinha de baixo

Viu o teto tremer e danou-se a correr

«Ó o terremoto!»

Correu tanto que molhou a ricota

Olhou pra Nossa Senhora

Prometeu dar esmola, mas queria tá lá

Cena de filme quando aquela

Bunda linda se virou pra mim

Pele corada, esticada, rica em ferro

E que bumbum lizim

Virou os olhos quando eu fui até o fim

Bom saber… Que ela faz

Pressão na panela e goela na minha jeba

É o que me faz crescer

Bom saber

Lavada na tigela

Eu, ela e a irmã dela vai!

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Imported from the interior

She arrived in good time

And with health, the doctor already said

And the pouts on that blouse

already jumping out

It made you want to bite, but is it pain?

She said she wanted to see me

that you were coming here

To run and everything happens

I became a donkey!

Loin bent, skinned

She's big on the grade and she's big on the stick

holy medicine

Every night I will snap your ass

Leave it hot in tatters

I'll leave it unhinged until the eye blinks

I applied ointment!

Good to know… That she does!

Pressure on the pot and gut on my jeba

It's what makes me grow

Good to know

Washed in the bowl, dried in the flannel, go!

Dona Florzinha, the neighbor from below

She saw the ceiling shake and damned herself running

«O earthquake!»

She ran so hard she soaked the ricotta

She looked at Our Lady

She promised to give alms, but she wanted to be there

Movie scene when that

Beautiful ass turned to me

Red, stretched, iron-rich skin

And that butt lizim

She rolled her eyes when I went all the way

Good to know... What does she do?

Pressure on the pot and gut on my jeba

It's what makes me grow

Good to know

Washed in bowl

Me, her and her sister go!

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