Pabllo Vittar – A Ceia Lyrics (English Translation)
[Chorus: Pabllo Vittar & DUPÊ]
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
[Verse 1: Pabllo Vittar & DUPÊ]
I’ve got an invitation just for you, baby.
A promise of a slow dance, mon amour.
If we’re rolling one up,
Let it be packed with affection, just to sway to forró.
I’ve got an invitation just for you, baby.
Just you and me, my mon amour.
If we’re rolling one up,
It’s not just the Black Label that will warm you tonight.
[Verse 2: Pabllo Vittar & DUPÊ, DUPÊ]
I see you on the street corners,
Remembering your scent all over my sheets.
That taste of your skin, glistening with sweat…
Come take care of me, lift me up, oh.
I get lost in your eyes, dark like jabuticaba.
I get drunk on the liquor of your lips.
Getting lost in your curls, your hair falls so perfectly,
As my fingers trace the flower of your body, eh.
[Chorus: Pabllo Vittar & DUPÊ]
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
[Verse 1 (Reprise): DUPÊ & Pabllo Vittar]
I’ve got an invitation just for you, baby.
A promise of a slow dance, mon amour.
If we’re rolling one of scent,
Full of affection, just to sway to forró.
[Verse 2 (Reprise): Pabllo Vittar & DUPÊ, DUPÊ]
You, on the street corners in the middle of the night,
Remembering your scent all over my sheets.
That taste of your skin, glistening with sweat…
Come take care of me, lift me up, ai.
I’m overwhelmed by your eyes, dark like jabuticaba.
I get drunk on the liqueur of your lips.
Getting lost in your curl, your hair falls so perfectly,
And my fingers trace the flower of your body, eh.
[Chorus: Pabllo Vittar & DUPÊ]
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
Give me, give me, give me, give me (The supper)
[Bridge: Pabllo Vittar & DUPÊ]
Alone, just us in the room (Give me, give me, give me, give me)
Your voice, intoxicating and low (Give me, give me, give me, give me)
No drama, just a hundred grams (Give me, give me, give me, give me)
Let my grass burn slow (Give me, give me, give me, give me)
[Outro: DUPÊ]
And when you left me…
My thoughts were of you, naked.
We saw each other in every dawn.
And yet, without you… life goes on.
