A Morena É Minha

This brunette is mine
This brunette is mine
It's no use in the middle of the dance floor
Being full of vultures, the brunette is mine

When she walked alone on the street
Very sad, poor thing, no one wanted to date her
I noticed, I approached gently
A kindness and affection and a lot of love to give her
I gave her a dress and a shoe
My people, what a bargain, everyone wants to love her
It's because the brunette is pretty and lively
But she doesn't laugh like a doll for others to play

Where she lives when there's a forró
Everyone stops and makes a circle
The accordion player plays a little accordion
And she sways, puts her hands on her hips
And men of all ages gather
But they just stay wanting her because the brunette is mine