Monday, 7 September 2009

Only in the Little Shoe: Só No Sapatinho

Is not usual to see a young man reject the confort of a wealthy family in order to express himself artisticaly. Bruno Coimbra, son of Zico (one of the best football [soccer] players of all time), refused to live in the shadow of his father and debuted as a poet in the mid-90's in a short but very well suceeded career. He and the group he formed called Só No Sapatinho released a homonimous poem at that time that still remain in the memory of those who fell in love with it at first glance. Soon after releasing this piece, Bruno decided to search for other things and became president of a team.

She arrives conceited and smiley
Imediately, everybody smells her perfume in the air
She dances a different swing
Goes backwards and goes foward, lowering slowly
This fox got game on her waist
She is a mature grape and the gang wants to taste
Scumbag is in the bitterness' street
He's craving but it will be me who's gonna get

Only in the little shoe, oh oh
Only in the little shoe, oh oh
Only in the little shoe, oh oh

They're trying to fight over my slice
Invade my space but i won't get easy on it
They've already studyied my path
To know if i'm alone or if i'm on this plane
They're trying to win me over tiredness
To know what it is that i do, but he who speaks is lame
My spice has love and has affection
I keep eating very quietly to avoid indigestion

Only in the little shoe, oh oh
Only in the little shoe, oh oh
Only in the little shoe, oh oh

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