The King of Ditties

Fans say that Chico César is the greatest because he has style and because his lyrics are not shallow. Brazilian pop music has not witnessed this sort of vigorous creativeness for a long time. Chico César is now seducing the leading Brazilian singers who have been disputing his tunes.

Bruce Gilman


Templo

Chico César


Temple

    If you look at me
    If you give me attention
    I melt agreeably
    Like snow on a volcano

    If you touch me
    I get emotional
    I come apart lightly
    Like a cloud parted by a plane

    Himalaya wedlock
    I am that naked man
    Eyes of contemplation
    Inca Maya Pigmy
    My tribe lost me
    When I entered the temple of passion.


À Primeira Vista

Chico César

    Quando não tinha nada eu quis
    Quando tudo era ausência esperei
    Quando tive frio tremi
    Quando tive coragem liguei

    Quando chegou carta abri
    Quando ouvi prince (Salif Keita) dancei
    Quando o olho brilhou entendi
    Quando criei asas voei

    Quando me chamou eu vim
    Quando dei por mim tava aqui
    Quando lhe achei me perdi
    Quando vi você me apaixonei


On First Sight

    When I did not have anything, I wanted
    When everything was absent, I waited
    When I was cold I shivered
    When I had the courage, I connected

    When the letter arrived, I opened it
    When I heard prince (Salif Keita), I danced
    When the eyes shined, I understood
    When I created my wings, I flew

    When she called, I came
    When I realized where I was, I was here
    When I found you, I got lost
    When I saw you, I fell in love.


Mama África

Chico César

    Mama África (a minha mãe)
    É mãe solteira
    E tem de fazer mamadeira todo dia
    Além de trabalhar como empacotadeira

    Mama África tem tanto o que fazer
    Além de cuidar neném
    Além de fazer denguim
    Filhinho tem que entender
    Mama África vai e vem
    Mas não se afasta de você

    Quando mama sai de casa
    Seus filhos se olodunzam
    Rola o maior jazz
    Mama tem calo nos pés
    Mama precisa de paz
    Mama não quer brincar mais
    Filhinho dá um tempo
    E' tanto contratempo
    É ritmo de vida de mama


Mother Africa

    Mother Africa (my mother)
    Is a single mother
    She has to prepare the nursing bottle everyday
    Besides working as a packer
    In the stores of Bahia

    Mother Africa has so much to do
    Besides taking care of a child
    Besides playing with the baby
    My children have to understand
    That Mother Africa comes and goes
    But she won't let you go far from her

    When Mother Africa leaves the house
    Her children hold her essence with compelling drums
    Creating the greatest jazz
    Mother has calluses on her feet
    Mother needs peace
    Mother does not want to play anymore
    Little boy give me some time
    There are so many setbacks
    In the rhythm of Mama's life.


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