É Proibido Cochilar

The forró here is better than yours
the accordion player is much better
the girls all night long
playfully raising dust

It's lively, no one naps,
they line up to dance
at the entrance it's written
it's forbidden to nap

It's forbidden to nap,
nap, nap
It's forbidden to nap,
nap, nap

The dust rises, the sweat falls
glimpsing the sunrise
the accordion player suffers,
but can't complain

he's making money
it's good to earn money
and he read at the entrance that
it's forbidden to nap

It's forbidden to nap,
nap, nap
It's forbidden to nap,
nap, nap
It's forbidden to nap,
nap, nap
It's forbidden to nap,
nap, nap

(repeat all)