Você Só Pensa Em Grana [English translation]

You only think about money, darling

You only want to know

How much I paid for my clothes

How much I paid for my clothes

You only want to know when am I

Going to trade my brand new car

For a new brand new car

A new brand new car, darling

You tear the poems I give you apart

But I've never seen you tear money apart

You'll promise me you'll love me forever

If someday I buy you the whole world

When I was born, a single angel came down

He said I would be a business man

Since then I live playing my banjo1

Playing the rock tunes of my book

Taking false steps with my problems

As you laugh, comfortable

As you talk to me, through your teeth

'Good poets, my love, are dead poets'

You only think about money, darling

You only want to know

How much I paid for my clothes

How much I paid for my clothes

You only want to know when am I

Going to trade my brand new car

For a new brand new car

A new brand new car, darling

You tear the poems I give you apart

But I've never seen you tear money apart

You'll promise me you'll love me forever

If someday I buy you the whole world

When I was born, a single angel came down

He said I would be a business man

Since then I live playing my banjo1

Playing the rock tunes of my book

Taking false steps with my problems

As you laugh, comfortable

As you talk to me, through your teeth

'Good poets, my love, are dead poets'

'Good poets, my love, are dead poets'

'Good poets, my love, are dead poets'

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• Artist:Zeca Baleiro
• Album:Líricas