Coração de Carro Forte : traduction de Portugais vers Anglais
She has a heart like an armored car
Carries the wealth of a street thug
I was lost, I fell for a scam
Along with the entire Marista Sector
I think her kiss is magical
With a tragic effect
She mixed whisky and love
In a big plastic cup
Her sadistic smile, emblematic look
No mathematician has solved this mess
Oh oh oh, I'm going to rob your armored car heart
Oh oh oh, I'm going to escape and take you in the Porsche
Oh oh oh, I'm going to rob your armored car heart
Oh oh oh, I'm going to escape and take you in the Porsche
I've been planning for a month
And a vest that I won't pay to see
That your look is a burst of about four PTs
With a balaclava so you can't recognize me
In the shack I take everything off and you put it to run
And it was the biggest loss that Prosegur took
Money is for those who have a price, I want your value
I'm with the woman who has already stopped half of the Bueno Sector
Her kiss tastes like medicine with poison
It's tough
She's already broken ten thousand hearts in half
She messed up this whole Goiás
Danced on top of several Saveiros
Screw the money
She has a heart like an armored car
Carries the wealth of a street thug
I was lost, I fell for a scam
Along with the entire Marista Sector
I think her kiss is magical
With a tragic effect
She mixed whisky and love
In a big plastic cup
Her sadistic smile, emblematic look
No mathematician has solved this mess
Oh oh oh, I'm going to rob your armored car heart
Oh oh oh, I'm going to escape and take you in the Porsche
Oh oh oh, I'm going to rob your armored car heart
Oh oh oh, I'm going to escape and take you in the Porsche
Everything she wants to do
I make it happen
To see that smile born
I'd change the moon's place
I'd even make a private party
I'll take you to Jurerê
With four grams of MD
And call Alok to play
Her mouth is so common
But her kiss is awesome
Like the taste of gin with ice, lemon and soda
And her design is different
This ship doesn't accept hitchhikers
It's like the Porsche GT2 with the big rear
Damn gypsy life that takes me to you
That keeps me all night in your same routine
We eternalize the moments, our movie without a stuntman
Like a romance with danger that I pay to see
She has a heart like an armored car
Carries the wealth of a street thug
I was lost, I fell for a scam
Along with the entire Marista Sector
I think her kiss is magical
With a tragic effect
She mixed whisky and love
In a big plastic cup
Her sadistic smile, emblematic look
No mathematician has solved this mess
Oh oh oh, I'm going to rob your armored car heart
Oh oh oh, I'm going to escape and take you in the Porsche
Oh oh oh, I'm going to rob your armored car heart
Oh oh oh, I'm going to escape and take you in the Porsche