Ilegal, Imoral ou Engorda [English translation]
Ilegal, Imoral ou Engorda [English translation]
I live condemned to do what I don't want to
Of so well behaved, sometimes I despair
If I do something, always someone come to tell me
That this or that shouldn't be done
My buttons are left
I no longer know what is right...
And how I'll know
What I should do
What fault do I have?
Tell me, friend of mine,
Is everything I like
Illegal, immoral or fattening?
Long ago I lost myself among a thousand philosophies
I became a silent and even distrustful man
I try to walk straight and have my feet on the ground
But certain things always catch my eye
Here with my buttons
Damn! I'm not made of iron...
I stop to think
But I can't change
What fault do I have?
Tell me, friend of mine,
Is everything I like
Illegal, immoral or fattening?
If I meet somebody on a casual date
And everything goes well in an informal chat
A warm night
Suggests enjoying
On my terrace the sea view
But the night is a child
Delights at breakfast...
So, what to do?
I don't want to know anymore
If I eat something
That I shouldn't eat
If everything I like
Is illegal, immoral or fattening
If everything I like
Is illegal, immoral or fattening
Is everything I like
Illegal, immoral or fattening?
Is everything I like
Illegal, immoral or fattening?
- Artist:Roberto Carlos
- Album:Roberto Carlos (1976)