Forró do Bole-Bole
Trio Nordestino
Bole-Bole Forró
Brunette when you arrive with your bole bole
At forró I get dizzy, with my mind weak
Crazy jealous just from hearing so much talk
And when my girl arrives, she's going to move for us to see
Hmm
And when the player stops and you're left alone
In the hall shaking her hips in those little clogs
I get hoarse from screaming just asking you
Move it, girl, make those guys roar!
