Quando Eu Toco Eu Me Embodoco
Portal Gaúcho
When I Play I Get Messy
Leave it to me, my rooster
When I play I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
And the cheerful gauchos marking the floor of the room
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
Covering that little accordion with dust
Ieeeeh, oh!
Go on, old buddy
It's a gaucho portal, compadre
Hold on, ah-ha-ha!
When I play I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
And the cheerful gauchos marking the floor of the room
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
Covering that little accordion with dust
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
And the cheerful gauchos marking the floor of the room
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
Covering that little accordion with dust
If there's something that pleases me, it's an old-fashioned dance
With spice in the song of a vaneira of faith
The night gets lively and the cowboys loosen up
If there's good moonshine and a good fire, it's worth it
The night gets lively and the cowboys loosen up
If there's good moonshine and a good fire, it's worth it
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
And the cheerful gauchos marking the floor of the room
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
Covering that little accordion with dust
When I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
And the cheerful gauchos marking the floor of the room
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
Covering that little accordion with dust
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
And the cheerful gauchos marking the floor of the room
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
Covering that little accordion with dust
I keep getting messy in a cowboy way
I'm tough, I'm skilled when it comes to dancing
I'm not a scared Indian and I come in with my horse
Before the rooster crows, there's always a lady left
I'm not a scared Indian and I come in with my horse
Before the rooster crows, there's always a lady left
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
And the cheerful gauchos marking the floor of the room
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
Covering that little accordion with dust
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
And the cheerful gauchos marking the floor of the room
I play, I get messy, unraveling in the vaneira
Covering that little accordion with dust
