Crapa Pelada

To you my lords I want to tell
The story that makes me so desperate
It's been seven months that I see falling from my head
The hair slowly
Now I'm bald, disappointed, dejected
I don't know what treatments to adopt

But listen to what that poor wretch says
Don't complain
But try to sing
With us this song!

Bald head makes the turtei
He doesn't give any to his brothers
Oh-oh-oh-oh
His brothers make the fried
They don't give any to the bald head
Oh-oh-oh-o-oh!

Bald head makes the turtei
He doesn't give any to his brothers
His brothers make the fried
They don't give any to the bald head

Bald head makes the turtei
He doesn't give any to his brothers
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Bald head, bald head, bald head, bald head, bald head
Badabaddà badabbadà badabba babbarara pirulirulirulirulì
Bald head, bald head, bald head, bald head, bald head
Paaaaaaa pararappappa pappa paraparapà

And the song makes you forget
Only what saddens your heart and makes you sigh

Who knows if I will be able to find again the thick hair?

Try, try again!

I tried and tried every more secure and recommended treatment
Quinine is a must but the head is still bald, still bald

Courage friend, don't despair

With bulbomicillin with bay rum and petrolina I tried and tried but I'm still bald, still bald

Why? I don't know why?
Who knows why?

Why? Why? I don't know!

Parapappa parapappa tarattatà parapà parapappa parrappappà parappa pararara pam

Is it you?

Bald head, bald head
Crapà crapà crapà crapà
Oh
Bidibadi bidibadi bidiba bidiba bidibà bidibà bidibà bidibà
Parappappà parappa pappa pappa pappappà
Bald head makes the turtei
He doesn't give any to his brothers, oh-oh-oh-oh

Bald head
With the wig
Maybe you can heal!