Bombacha Preta

I'm going to put the old woman to sleep
I'm going to put on my black pants and my jacket
I'm going to leave very quietly, I'm going to disappear
Heading to the dance floor, wait for me, ladies
That I'm coming

I'm going to put the old woman to sleep
I'm going to put on my black pants and my jacket
I'm going to put the old woman to sleep
I'm going to put on my black pants and my jacket

He was single, he lived partying
Always chasing a skirt tail
The women kissed me and grabbed me
There was no time for partying

Until one day a passion caught me
I gave up everything to get married
The temptation is that it has not abandoned me
So, sometimes I have to run away

I'm going to put the old woman to sleep
I'm going to put on my black pants and my jacket
I'm going to put the old woman to sleep
I'm going to put on my black pants and my jacket
I'm going to leave very quietly, I'm going to disappear
Heading to the dance floor, with the women, I'm going to dance

But look there, boy, isn't it the kids?
From Tchê Barbaridade who is coming here?
All dressed up, with a scarf around their necks
How wonderful
But what about it, che?
All in black bombachas
Tell me, Marcelo
And it's Rodeo Group and Tchê Barbaridade
That's where it gets good
For sure

He was single, he lived partying
Always chasing a skirt tail
The women grabbed me and kissed me
There was no time for partying

Until one day a passion caught me
I gave up everything to get married
The temptation is that it has not abandoned me
So sometimes I have to run away

I'm going to put the old woman to sleep
I'm going to put on my black pants and my jacket
I'm going to put the old woman to sleep
I'm going to put on my black pants and my jacket
I'm going to sneak out, I'm going to disappear
Heading to the dance floor, with the women, I'm going to dance

And we're going to melt away in the dance, Indian girl
Pull the harmonica, old bagpiper

I'm going to put the old woman to sleep
My black bombacha, my jacket, I'm going to put on
I'm going to put the old woman to sleep
My black bombacha, my jacket, I'm going to put on
I'm going to sneak away, I'm going to disappear
Heading to the dance floor, with the women, I'm going to dance

Tchê Barbaridade and Rodeo Group
All in black bombachas
That's how it is
The revolution of joy Rodeio Group