A Gota Fria

When Chico the Accordionist gets excited
Everyone starts dancing in the never-ending forró
It goes on until early morning
And Zeca gets furious

It's because Rosa, so charming
Wants to have a blast at the salon
And Chico, full of charm
Doesn't make a big deal out of singing a thousand songs

I like her, she's my love
But she ignores me
Says the blind man, almost crying
Strumming his guitar
And repeats, almost crying
Strumming his guitar

What culture, what culture can he have?
A tough guy like Zeca da Viola
What culture can he have?
If the guy didn't go to school

His singing, however, is strong
His improvisation is for real
So that Rosa understands him
The guitar will tell her
So that Rosa understands him
The guitar will tell her

I like her, she's my love
But she ignores me
Says the blind man, almost crying
Strumming his guitar
And repeats, almost crying
Strumming his guitar

And Chico couldn't believe
That Zeca da Viola with his singing was so good

But when he heard him sing
A cold drop fell on him
And sadly he understood
That Rosa had changed her mind

Ohhhhhh, Chico
Chico, I like her
I like, I like her