Engenheiros do Hawaii - Era um Garoto que Como Eu - English Lyrics

 

 I couldn't find this anywhere online so I decided to take it upon myself.

Title would translate to "He was a boy that just like me".
I ain't no professional, but I did my best.

He was a boy, that just like me
Loved the Beatles and the Rolling Stones
Went around the world, always singing
The beauties of America

He wasn't pretty, but even then
There were one thousand girls into him
He sang "Help" and "Ticket To Ride"
"Oh Lady Jane" and "Yesterday"

He sang long live liberty
But then one letter, without haste
From his guitar he was separated
He was called out of America

Stop! with Rolling Stones
Stop! with Beatles songs
He was sent to Vietnam
To fight with Vietcongs

Rata-ta ta ta, tata-ra ta ta
Rata-ta ta ta, tata-ra ta ta
Rata-ta ta ta, tata-ra ta ta
Rata-ta ta ta

He was a boy, that just like me
Loved the Beatles and the Rolling Stones
Went around the world, but ended up
Making war in Vietnam

Long hair he wears no more
Doesn't play his guitar, but instead
An instrument that always does
The same note, ra-ta-ta-ta

He has no friends, doesn't see girls
Just dead people on the floor
To his country, he'll not go back
For he is dead in Vietnam

Stop! with Rolling Stones
Stop! with Beatles songs
In his chest, a heart isn't there
But two medals instead

Rata-ta ta ta, tata-ra ta ta
Rata-ta ta ta, tata-ra ta ta
Rata-ta ta ta, tata-ra ta ta
Rata-ta ta ta

Original Portuguese Lyrics:

Era um garoto que como eu
Amava os Beatles e os Rolling Stones
Girava o mundo sempre a cantar
As coisas lindas da América

Não era belo, mas mesmo assim
Havia mil garotas a fim
Cantava Help and Ticket To Ride
Oh Lady Jane e Yesterday

Cantava viva à liberdade
Mas uma carta, sem esperar
Da sua guitarra o separou
Fora chamado na América

Stop! Com Rolling Stones
Stop! Com Beatles songs
Mandado foi ao Vietnã
Lutar com Vietcongs

Ratá-tá tá tá, tatá-rá tá tá
Ratá-tá tá tá, tatá-rá tá tá
Ratá-tá tá tá, tatá-rá tá tá
Ratá-tá tá tá

Era um garoto que como eu
Amava os Beatles e os Rolling Stones
Girava o mundo, mas acabou
Fazendo a guerra no Vietnã

Cabelos longos não usa mais
Não toca a sua guitarra, e sim
Um instrumento que sempre dá
A mesma nota, ra-tá-tá-tá

Não tem amigos, não vê garotas
Só gente morta caindo ao chão
Ao seu país não voltará
Pois está morto no Vietnã

Stop! Com Rolling Stones
Stop! Com Beatles songs
No peito, um coração não há
Mas duas medalhas sim

Ratá-tá tá tá, tatá-rá tá tá
Ratá-tá tá tá, tatá-rá tá tá
Ratá-tá tá tá, tatá-rá tá tá
Ratá-tá tá tá