Chico Buarque Construção English Translation song by Genius English Translations from Primary Album Chico-buarque-construcao-english-translation. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is English Translation, Pop music. The Record company is unknown. Released on 1971.
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Chico Buarque Construção English Translation Meaning
| [[Verse 1] He made love that time as if it were the last time He kissed his wife as if she were the last one And each of his kids as if they were the only one And he crossed the street in his shy gait He climbed the construction as if he were a machine He built four solid walls on the balcony Brick after brick in a magical design His eyes dull with cement and tears [Verse 2] He sat to take a rest as if it were Saturday He ate bread and cheese as if he were a prince He drank and hiccupped as if he were a castaway He danced and laughed as if he heard music And he stumbled toward the sky as if he were an alcoholic And he floated through the air as if he were a bird And he ended up on the ground like a limp lump And he agonized in the middle of the public sidewalk He died disturbing the wrong side of traffic [Verse 3] He made love that time as if it were the last time He kissed his wife as if she were the only one And each of his kids as if they were the prodigal one And he crossed the street in his drunken gait He climbed the construction as if it were solid He built four magic walls on the balcony Brick after brick in a logical design His eyes dull with cement and traffic , [Verse 4] He sat to take a rest as if he were a prince He ate his bread and cheese as if it were the best He drank and hiccupped as if he were a machine He danced and laughed as if he were the next And stumbled towards the sky as if he heard music And he floated through the air as if it were Saturday And he ended up on the ground like a timid lump He agonized in the middle of the castaway’s path He died disturbing the wrong side of the public [Verse 5] He made love that time as if he were a machine He kissed his wife as if it were logical He built four limp walls on the balcony He sat to take a rest as if he were a bird And he floated through the air as if he were a prince And he ended up on the ground like an alcoholic lump He died disturbing the wrong side of Saturday [Outro] For this bread to eat and this floor to sleep on Registration to be born, permission to laugh For letting me breathe and for letting me exist May God pay you back For the free cachaça that we have to drink For the disgraceful smoke we have to cough For the scaffolds of people to climb and fall May God pay you back For that harpy that will one day entice us spit upon us And for the flies and kisses that will come to smother us And for the ultimate peace that will finally redeem us May God pay you back] |
