The firstborn son of Sérgio Buarque de Hollanda, Buarque lived at several locations throughout his childhood, though mostly in Rio de Janeiro, São Paulo, and Rome. He wrote and studied literature as a child and found music through the bossa nova compositions of Tom Jobim and João Gilberto. He performed as a singer and guitarist in the 1960s as well as writing a play that was deemed dangerous by the Brazilian military dictatorship of the time. Buarque, along with several Tropicalist and MPB musicians, was threatened by the Brazilian military government and eventually left Brazil for Italy in 1969. However, he came back to Brazil in 1970, and continued to record, perform, and write, though much of his material was suppressed by government censors. He released several more albums in the 1980s and published three novels in the 1990s and 2000s.
In 2019, Buarque was awarded the Camões Prize, the most important prize for literature in the Portuguese language.
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Chico Buarque Lyrics
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Até ficar com dó de mim
E me tranquei no camarim
Tomei o calmante, o excitante
E um bocado de gim
Amaldiçoei
O dia em que te conheci
Depois me pintei, me pintei
Me pintei, me pintei
Cantei, cantei
Como é cruel cantar assim
E num instante de ilusão
Te vi pelo salão
A caçoar de mim
Não me troquei
Voltei correndo ao nosso lar
Voltei pra me certificar
Que tu nunca mais vais voltar
Vais voltar, vais voltar
Cantei, cantei
Nem sei como eu cantava assim
Só sei que todo o cabaré
Me aplaudiu de pé
Quando cheguei ao fim
Mas não bisei
Voltei correndo ao nosso lar
Voltei pra me certificar
Que tu nunca mais vais voltar
Vais voltar, vais voltar
Cantei, cantei
Jamais cantei tão lindo assim
E os homens lá pedindo bis
Bêbados e febris
A se rasgar por mim
Chorei, chorei
Até ficar com dó de mim
In this song, Chico Buarque sings about the backstage of a cabaret show, where he has just finished singing a cruel and heart-wrenching song. He describes his emotional state as he wept, took pills, drank gin, and cursed the day he met someone who has hurt him deeply. He goes on to describe how he put on his sparkly clothes and makeup, belted out his song, and saw his tormentor laughing at him from across the room. After he finished his performance, he ran back to his home to ensure that this person would never come back to him. He then goes back to the cabaret, sings even better, and the drunk and feverish men in the audience beg for an encore, but he refuses and cries again until he feels sorry for himself.
Line by Line Meaning
Chorei, chorei
I cried, I cried
Até ficar com dó de mim
Until I felt sorry for myself
E me tranquei no camarim
And locked myself in the dressing room
Tomei o calmante, o excitante
I took a sedative, a stimulant
E um bocado de gim
And a bit of gin
Amaldiçoei
I cursed
O dia em que te conheci
The day I met you
Com muitos brilhos me vesti
I dressed up with a lot of sparkles
Depois me pintei, me pintei
Then I painted myself, I painted myself
Cantei, cantei
I sang, I sang
Como é cruel cantar assim
How cruel it is to sing like this
E num instante de ilusão
And in a moment of illusion
Te vi pelo salão
I saw you across the room
A caçoar de mim
Mocking me
Não me troquei
I didn't change my clothes
Voltei correndo ao nosso lar
I ran back to our home
Voltei pra me certificar
I came back to make sure
Que tu nunca mais vais voltar
That you'll never come back again
Cantei, cantei
I sang, I sang
Nem sei como eu cantava assim
I don't even know how I was singing like that
Só sei que todo o cabaré
All I know is that the whole cabaret
Me aplaudiu de pé
Gave me a standing ovation
Quando cheguei ao fim
When I got to the end
Mas não bisei
But I didn't do an encore
Jamais cantei tão lindo assim
I never sang so beautifully
E os homens lá pedindo bis
And the men there asking for an encore
Bêbados e febris
Drunk and feverish
A se rasgar por mim
Tearing themselves apart for me
Chorei, chorei
I cried, I cried
Até ficar com dó de mim
Until I felt sorry for myself
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