Dia Quente [English translation]

Oh, what a hot day it is

A day to give you an orchid

A good day to convince you

To take a tram all the way up to Bahia

A day to have ice-cream

To serve you my cold mouth

To play on the clarinet

A song by Melodia

Oh, what a hot day it is

A day to give you an orchid

A day to write you a note

With crumbs of poems

A day to set rockets off

And leave work at noon

To see you skating around

On Joy Street

D-Day, such a slutty life

Why postpone it?

There's notes of poetry

In what we have to do

Postpone the slutty life

The day goes on, there's no reason

You can't postpone loitering

Everyday is D-Day

Oh, what a hot day it is

A day to give you an orchid

A day to serve you a banquet

On the bakery's counter

A day to air up the mind

Of movies and bookstores

To put my tongue and teeth

Onto your soft skin

Oh, what a hot day it is

A day to give you an orchid

A day to dream of us

In a roadside motel

A day not to stop believing

And live in the fantasy

Of asking you to feed me

All night long, all day long

D-Day, such a slutty life

Why postpone it?

There's notes of poetry

In what we have to do

Postpone the slutty life

The day goes on, there's no reason

You can't postpone loitering

Everyday is D-Day

D-Day, such a slutty life

Why postpone it?

There's notes of poetry

In what we have to do

Postpone the slutty life

The day goes on, there's no reason

You can't postpone loitering

Everyday is D-Day