Se voc disser que eu desafino Saiba que isto em mim provoca dor S privilegiados tm ouvido ao seu Eu apenas o que Deus me deu Se voc em classificar Meu de antimusical Eu, mesmo mentindo argumentar Que isto nova Que isto natural
O que voc no sabe, nem pressente que os desafinados tm um corao Fotografei voc na minha Revelou-se a sua ingratido
S no poder falar do meu amor o maior que voc pode encontrar, viu Voc com a sua msica esqueceu o Que no dos desafinados No fundo do bate calado Que no peito dos bate um corao
(Antonio Jobim) (This song is Tony Jobim a famous brazilian singer)
got two English translations of Desafinado:
1: Ella Fitzgerald's version of
Love is like a never-ending Always compared it to a symphony A conducted by the lighting of the moon But our song of is slightly out of tune
Once your kisses me to a fever pitch Now the doesn't seem so rich Seems to me you've changed the tune we used to Like the bossa nova, love swing
We used to harmonize, two souls in time Now the song is different and the don't even rhyme Cause you forgot the melody our would always croon So what a heart that's slightly out of tune
your heart to mine the way it used to be Join with me in and sing a song of loving We've got to get in again before too long
be no desafinado When heart belongs to me completely Then you be slightly out of tune You'll along with me
> (Very jazzy, swingy, and version)
2:
If you say my singing is off key, my You would hurt my feelings, don't you see, my I I had an ear like yours, a voice that would behave All I have is feeling and the voice God You my music goes against the rules Yes, but were never made for lovesick fools I this song for you don't care It's a crooked song, ah, but my heart is The thing that you would see if you would play the Is even if I'm out of tume I have a gentle I took your picture my trusty Rolleiflex
And now all I have is complex
in vain, I hope you weaken, oh my love And forget those rigid rules undermine my dream of A of love and music with someone who'll understand That even I may be out of tune when I attempt to say How much I love you all matters is the message that I bring, Which is, my dear, I you