Alright go
I'm not of your kind
Your life is a party
Of samba, of skirts
You don't even come home
Alright go
Don't call me sweetie
Being laid-back is your life
Poison, you bandit
Trickster scum
Look at the king, fool
He arrives to see
If you doubt
At the end of the revelry, come
Look at the king, fool
He arrives to see
If you doubt
At the end of the revelry
Beg again for me
Alright go
I want to see who stands you
Don't come through my door
Forget me, I'm dead
I moved to another country
Alright go
You'll suffer without my love
You can end up alone
At the beach's street,
It's not fair to cry
Look at the king, fool
He arrives to see
If you doubt
At the end of the revelry, come
Look at the king, fool
He arrives to see
If you doubt
At the end of the revelry
Beg again for me