Jorge Palma — Tama-ra song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tama-ra" by Jorge Palma.
Lyrics
Oh, Tamara
Sempre que a lua desenhar a tua sombra
E acariciar a tua pele
Eu vou lá estar
Quando te vi
Eu, que era um crocodilo tonto e lamacento
Fui fulminado pelo amor
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara
Tu és a luxúria a cintilar
Nos cravos de Abril
Seria pecado não sucumbir
Ao teu «sex-appeal»
Oh, Tamara
Enquanto alguém fizer vibrar um instrumento
Serás tu a alteza real
Do «music-hall»
Tu és a luxúria a cintilar
Nos cravos de Abril
Seria pecado não sucumbir
Ao teu «sex-appeal»
Oh, Tamara
Se algum pintor reproduzir a tua imagem
Tem de captar a tua voz
Tão sensual
Tem de saber
Pintar o ritmo dos teus pés em movimento
Que mais parecem querer voar
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara
Lyrics translation
Oh, Tamara
Whenever the moon draws your shadow
And caress your skin
I'll be there
When I saw you
Me, who was a goofy, muddy crocodile
I was struck by love
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara
You're the flickering lust
On April carnations
It would be a sin not to succumb
To your sex appeal»
Oh, Tamara
As long as someone vibrates an instrument
You will be the Royal Highness
From the " music-hall»
You're the flickering lust
On April carnations
It would be a sin not to succumb
To your sex appeal»
Oh, Tamara
If any painter reproduces your image
He's got to pick up your voice.
So sexy
You have to know
Paint the rhythm of your moving feet
Who else seem to want to fly
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara
Oh, Tama, Tama, Tama, Tamara