Pelo Telefone
Martinho da Vila
By the Telephone
The police chief
Sends me a message by phone
That at Carioca
There's a roulette to play
The police chief
Sends me a message by phone
That at Carioca
There's a roulette to play
Oh, oh, oh
Leave the sorrows behind, oh boy
Oh, oh, oh
Get sad if you can and you'll see
I hope you get caught
So you never do this again
Stealing others' loves
And then casting spells
Look at the dove, sir, sir
Got tangled, sir, sir
Fell into the trap, sir, sir
Of our love, sir, sir
Because this samba, sir, sir
Is spine-chilling, sir, sir
Makes your legs weak, sir, sir
But brings pleasure
The Turkey told me
If the Bat saw
Not to do foolish things
That I shouldn't get
Into this oddity
Of hearsay
But the Turkey told me
If the Bat saw
Not to do foolish things
That I shouldn't get
Into this oddity
Of hearsay
Oh, oh, oh
Leave the sorrows behind, oh boy
Oh, oh, oh
Get sad if you can and you'll see
Oh, oh, oh
Leave the sorrows behind, oh boy
Oh, oh, oh
Get sad if you can and you'll see
Do you want to, sir, sir
Come to the group, sir, sir
Be a reveler, sir, sir
With all your heart, sir, sir
Because this samba, sir, sir
Is spine-chilling, sir, sir
Makes your legs weak, sir, sir
But brings pleasure
