Das Rosas
Dorival Caymmi
The Roses
Nothing like being a rose in life
A real rose or a woman rose
Everyone loves the rose very much
I want...
Everyone also wants
A friend of mine said that in samba
One sings better about flowers and women
And I, who have roses as a theme
Sing in whatever rhythm I want
Roses... roses... roses...
Beautiful roses are roses of mine
Roses to confuse me / Roses to confuse you
With the roses, the roses, the roses, of April
Roses... roses... roses...
Delicate roses are roses of yours
Roses to confuse me / Roses to confuse you
With the roses, the roses, the roses of April
Roses to confuse me / Roses to confuse you
There are many... there are so many / They are all so rosy
