Acorda Amor [English translation]

Wake up, darling

I had a bad dream now

I dreamed that had people out there

knocking on the gate, what a suffering

It was the dura¹, in a very dark car

Oh my goodness!

Call, call, go call

Call, call the thief, call the thief

Wake up, darling

It wasn’t a bad dream

There are people at the stairwell already

making a mess, what a suffering

They are the men

And I’m here standing in my pajamas

I don’t like humiliate myself

Call, call, go call

Call, call the thief, call the thief

If I take some months (to come back)

Shall you suffer, sometimes

But if I don’t come back after a year

Put your best clothes

And forget me

Wake up, darling

that the thing is harsh and it doesn’t rests

If you run the thing catches you

If stays I don’t know

Attention

Don’t delay

One day may be your time

Don’t discuss for nothing, don’t protest

Cry out, go call, call, call

Call the thief, call the thief, call the thief

(Don’t forget the brush, the soap and the guitar)