Tom Zé — Sofro de Juventude song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Sofro de Juventude" by Tom Zé.

Lyrics

Aaaaaaah
Eu sofro de juventude
Essa coisa maldita
Que quando tá quase pronta
Desmorona e se frita
Negar a boca do pai
Para eu mesmo descobrir
Desesperar-me de medo
Perante cada segredo
O meu pai, o diretor
E o doutor juiz
(Juiz, juiz, juiz)
Me jogaram no fosso
De onde eu ouço
(Ouço ouço ouço)
Em doçuras e torturas
Em pleno gozo
(Gozo)
O urubu que no seu pouso
Me prepara, me separa do caroço
(Osso osso osso)
E me veste
Com a peste
Para a festa do colosso, do colosso
(Do colosso, do colosso
Do colosso, do colosso, ô, ô)
Aaaaaaah
Eu sofro de juventude
Essa coisa maldita
Que quando tá quase pronta
Desmorona e se frita
Negar a boca do pai
Para eu mesmo descobrir
Desesperar-me de medo
Perante cada segredo
O meu pai, o diretor
E o doutor juiz
(Juiz, juiz, juiz)
Me jogaram no fosso
De onde eu ouço
(Ouço ouço ouço)
Em doçuras e torturas
Em pleno gozo
(Gozo)
O urubu que no seu pouso
Me prepara, me separa do caroço
(Osso osso osso)
E me veste
Com a peste
Para a festa do colosso, do colosso
(Do colosso, do colosso
Do colosso, do colosso, ô, ô)

Lyrics translation

Aaaaaaah
I suffer from youth
That damn thing
That when it's almost ready
Crumble and fry
Deny the father's mouth
For myself to find out
Despair of fear
Before every secret
My father, the director
And the doctor judge
(Judge, Judge, Judge)
They threw me in the ditch
From where I hear
(I hear I hear I hear)
In sweets and tortures
In full enjoyment
(Enjoyment)
The Vulture that on its landing
Prepares me, separates me from the lump
(Bone bone bone)
And dress me
With the plague
For the feast of the Colossus, of the Colossus
(From the Colossus, from the Colossus
From the Colossus, from the Colossus, oh, oh)
Aaaaaaah
I suffer from youth
That damn thing
That when it's almost ready
Crumble and fry
Deny the father's mouth
For myself to find out
Despair of fear
Before every secret
My father, the director
And the doctor judge
(Judge, Judge, Judge)
They threw me in the ditch
From where I hear
(I hear I hear I hear)
In sweets and tortures
In full enjoyment
(Enjoyment)
The Vulture that on its landing
Prepares me, separates me from the lump
(Bone bone bone)
And dress me
With the plague
For the feast of the Colossus, of the Colossus
(From the Colossus, from the Colossus
From the Colossus, from the Colossus, oh, oh)