Marcha do Remador (Se a Canoa Não Virar)

It's bangulê, dum, dum
It's too much Nana Banana
Look at the lipstick on her lips
Her lips taste like Nana Banana
If I could love her, I would
But I can't love her without love
Nana Banana
My heart freezes for you, for you
She always froze me, Nana Banana
Today I know I love her, I love her
How great is this love
Nana Banana
With her girlish ways
Had a lot of adrenaline, I want more
Nana Banana
I saw her and she had kissed
She had kissed and the guy was the teacher
If the canoe doesn't tip over, olê, olê, olá
I'll get there