Fim de Semana

Weekend is Friday
At the end of the workday
We procrastinate
We pray for it to end
Bababa! Barababa!
Bababa! Barababa!...

Weekend
And if God is Brazilian
Five days were a laborer
Friday went to the bar
Bababa! Barababa!
Bababa! Barababa!...

On Friday night
At the corner bar
Life passes by
The girl's legs pass by
In the ease of conversation
One doesn't know where it begins
Nor where it ends...

But it's okay
It's just starting
The Weekend
My rest
And the fun...(2x)

I wake up on Saturday
With me wakes up the sun
Mom wakes up, aunt wakes up
Brother wakes up, grandma wakes up
Grandma! Great-grandma!
Grandma! Great-grandma!...

And in the mess of my room
And in my head
I think about the beach
About women
About the guys, and soccer
Bolbolbol! Borobobol!
Bolbolbol! Borobobol!...

And the rain comes, the sun goes
And I get sad
It wets the ground, puts out the fire
And my desire
I wanted Saturday night
To go to the dance
Dating, falling asleep
Under your kisses...

But it's okay
It's just starting
The Weekend
My rest
And the fun...(2x)

(And it's Sunday!)
Lelelele! Lelelelo!
(Today is Sunday!)
Lelelele! Lelelelo!...

There's drumming, Timbalada
Swollen face
Kids, relatives
Feijoada to eat
I'm broke
I'm embarrassed
Hanging out in the square
Tomorrow, I'll figure it out...

(Here comes Sunday!)
Lelelele! Lelelelo!
(My Sunday!)
Lelelele! Lelelelo!...

But it's okay
It's just starting
The Weekend
My rest
And the fun...(2x)