Naked Boys Singing! (2007) - full transcript

EN subtitles were based on
English version of the musical
"Naked Boys Singing."

Portuguese lyrics by Fernanda
Gianesella, Fernanda Maia
Henrique de Paula and Z?.

Ladies and gentlemen!

Welcome to the presentation
this night of "Naked Boys Singing."

Please advise that the
use of flash cameras and...

and recording equipment
any kind is strictly prohibited!

So please, let
flashes on us!

OPENING

Still a reminder, please turn off
pagers and cell phones ..

If a cell phone
play during the show,

Pick up the culprit
and we will take to the stage.



We will take your phone and your clothes...

and we sing and dance with the cast...

completely naked!

Which is always fun!

And now with you...

"NAKED BOYS SINGING '

TOTAL NUDITY

Here
You use the ticket

Here
Our dance group is a success

Ultimately
Get ready, let's sing

Ultimately
The few who dare to show

Do not be ashamed
To confess (confess)

You came to look at

The coolest part



Our frontal nudity...

Here
For us all it's magic number

Here
There is also space for comic and tragic

For us?
There is no guilt or punishment has

For us?
Bare stage is the definition

But we do want, arguing
(Yes, arguing)

You'll like it
Oh, go...

When natural
This is our full nudity

Mom always wanted me to be the largest

Always gave me all the good and best

If you saw me today so
As a dummy

What would the years of classical and jazz

And six years of ballet?

Well ..

I will not forget everything I learned

But as is so good, Mom, get naked here!

You shuffle your look with lustful

Because without the towel private is public

Jerry... Sorry...
Sorry!

Cellular... I knew...
phone!

Let me answer for you...

Hello?

Not here Ps is the
Who speaks?

Sal's mother ..

He can now talk now.
He will already be naked!

You've heard the warning before the show?

No, sorry!

Well, what was told is that

if your phone rings during the presentation,
you should get naked with us.

So... Let...

Sorry, we reinstate your Ps
phone, now you are part of the show.

So you can dance and sing?
For we can call another person.

Alright! Who wants to see
Sal singing and dancing naked?

Now, when the count of 3 will start
the first presentation of Salt nuzinho.

Ready?
Salt Ready?

A. .. Two...
Three!

Well, where were we?

You shuffle your look with lustful

Because without the towel private is public

You can be gay, straight or bi

There is only one reason for coming here

In front, behind
In the four cardinal points

Let us proclaim (gritar!)
Thus the natural

Like any mortal
The coolest part

I get so exposed
What remains to show?

The doors closed
There is nothing to hide

I took off my armor

I looked closely

And I saw that being naked is more
Only to be discovered

Then I realized
That nudity is more than an order

So, I know I want to undress me
Of shame in me.

The truth I'll get

Not knowing where I'm going

I look at my body
And try to see who I am

Anyway, the drama is not our motto

Here is how the summer of Ipanema

Here there is no Shakespeare or Moliere has

Critics write what she wants

I hear you moan
(Yes, you howl!)

It is sensational
Thus the natural

Like any mortal
The coolest part

Our... Our... Our...
Our full nudity

Total!

MY PROFESSION

I told an acquaintance
I wanted to work

And then he asked me
if i was exemplary

In the house in order by
they work very nice

I would think...

But with an unusual requirement

Scrub the floor naked

Vacuuming then

Upturned butt

Rinse with force clothing boss

Muscles in shape
Here is my standard

Is the house shine like the Taj Mahal

That being so nice
Without clothes, and the attention to me

It is an endless fun
And I get a lot of money

I like more
of my profession

Earlier rolls a climate

And it just gets better

If the mood is up there

Laughing says he is a fan of Belchior

Go undressing
That saves you time

By joining the material to use

Cloth, bucket, mop
And he's already feeling burning

I have sex only if it is
A cat... and my card

Says what the obligations
my profession

League!
You seem strass!

Following me like a cat

I let him look more

Singing and clean your picture

I use my natural gifts

And in any case
It's kinda scary

It seems a performance,
but with a mop

Already four in readiness
Clean every crack or go

I feel a satisfaction
And I can not stop

The welfare and it is my
in my profession

I charge extra for dance...

But I give a discount if the ruffles...

The neighbors love
when I clean the windows.

Smell of jasmine
I gave it my all

My power is awesome,

Finally!

Until I retire

work with dedication

I give myself with passion
to my profession

But...

To finish the story
I will not claim victory

Because I do not really mind
for the gift of tidiness

Well, pay attention
And it will give me reason

With all my heart
I make a confession

But that contradiction
My home is... just a mess!

What a mess!

HOOD TO SEDUCE

At eight days the family has wanted to see me

Came a man who had something
that glowed in his hand

He then said:

"Blessed is the fruit that was born"

He spoke in a language beyond all understanding
"Baruchatah... I do not know that there "

Everyone then realized it was there

Instrument worthy of wonder

Someone said: "Other"
Clinked crystals

As if I had something unique
"Da da di di di di di di"

The hood that seduces

Everyone gathers around my penis

To look at, contemplate

This organ is in the service of Venus

They will smile, applaud
Everyone cheered as this masterpiece

That eagerness, a Rodin
When up is sublime, is a sideshow

Taking measures is so great
Hung Up is wonderful

A thousand cheers is jus
Hood that seduces

"Mazel Tov"

I assumed that the tin-tin for me
would never-ending

(I want more!)
A cut tight

beard and saying:
"Do not ever expose"

I will show, a feast

And while looking you will find a treat

Dying for pleasure

As the language into a pot of dulce de leche

Divine, delicious,
perfect, glorious

Splendid, lofty,
but it is dangerous

Causes no harm to use straight

Do not you dare cut
more speck

Scared me bend
Makes me that I cut

Very important

Nothing sharp

Neither far nor near

But be smart

Spotlight

Oh how I miss my
Hood that seduces

IN THE SAME WINDOW

There you are
In the window in front

I want to see if you look at me

And I'm here
In the window in front

To play the game that never end

Just look at each other find

And come the temptation to look more

Then your eye is my
and overcoming shyness

In the silence I can see
You match

We once again
Blind desire

Will tonight
you gonna call me?

And if you want
Can I be your comfort

And if you want
My wishes can reveal

Hold you in your eyes and see me

Making love until dawn

And once again
Caught in my eye

The same image comes to me cause

And before the nudity
Try again

Find a way to get closer

This meeting which takes place in the same window

Take me, come flooding

Music and heat my days always cold

In me, you will find

And if you want
Can I be your refuge

And if you want
Today I can give myself

Hold you in your eyes and see me

Making love til dawn...

I read in your eyes

You want me too

I want you...

I want you...

I want you...

But if you want
I offer my care

If you want,
I'm by your side

Hug
in your eyes and see me

Do not stop the game here
Do not go away soon

I need you
Say yes

I want to find

Come get me

So until tomorrow
On another evening

GOING UP!

No. .. Oh, no
Not really

Think of the smell of sweat
In girls ugly

In his parents making love
Yuck!

No. .. What a terrible situation
I can not contain

A. .. Only one
Just a minute

Just get up in the closet

Just pick up the towel
And I could cover

Ouch... Just... It is a natural defect
What clubs can not think

Ar .. More air
Breathe!

Pretending to be alone in complete calm
If I try, I can

More... Ar .. Hard evidence
will prove that I'm gay

Eye to the boys of bodybuilding

- The Football
- From swimming

Torture, suffering, destruction

I can not do more and too much effort

Can not ever control my horny

I hide with hand

Going up!

- No. ..
- Oh
- Air

Going up

- The smell of sweat
- Contain Me
- I'm just

Body and mind, concentration

I know that these bodies give dappled frisson

But pointing fingers is not so good

Going up!

Stop! Yes, stop
Do not think...

- For the more I think
- More he looms

And you can betray me

God!
Stop!

And he never obeys me
Always be controlled

Mother Nature can ruin me.

- Or do I take
- How humiliating!

And which of us will win?

I own me,
I will not call attention.

Look now at the ground
You are the slave and I am the Lord.

Please...

It's embarrassing...

Traitor...

That healed, that tabby, so good, that torture
Doom, my God!

Three... Two... Ummmmm
(They sing the same time)

No, no, no, no, no, no
No! Going up!

No. .. Just...
Ar .. Stop...

No. .. Just...
Ar .. Stop...

Going up

- Collect.
- Viadinho.
- What a shame.

Behave or go out

If this happens, it may be my end

They can not know
what's inside of me

- I feel alone

- I feel alone

- I feel alone

USING ONLY THIS SONG

[Mother]
Dear Aunt Ruby gave us a magazine G.

Can not believe you
was to expose himself this way.

As I stare at people
this city now?

Where was your head?

Hey Chris. Why do not you tell me that
would ruin his career

not to mention mine?

I'm your agent, we gotta talk.
Wait, I'll answer the call...

Marilyn Monroe came out in Playboy

And a calendar
Landed without clothes

Everyone wondered
Mom called her a slut...

But she has sold millions of magazines
and tripled his fortune.

She was rude and a bit naive.

And when asked:
"Honey what were you wearing?"

Believe me, she replied:

"I was just using that song

Nothing, just that song

I do not believe,
What do you too?

And believe me
this is a beautiful song...

Using only this song.

The young Burt Reynolds
also proved.

In Cosmo,
everybody saw it.

On a bearskin rug
and a smile.

Hand over the treasure.

He had good taste

And three decades later
My mother is still amazed!

But when it no longer a novelty

embarrassed in my city...

Burt became the number one...

And he used only this song...

Just used this song...

Now tell me,
What's wrong?

And believe me
this is a beautiful song...

Using only this song.

Only a few dreams
And with a pleasing personality

Even though ambitious, I'm shy.
(He's shy!)

But know that even liked...

With flashes on me.
And with the clicks of cameras...

I felt like a star
(One star)

And I was only using this song.

Using only this song...

Using only this song...

Now tell me,
What's wrong?

And from now on
will always play my song

Yes!
Using only this song...

I'm fine.
And much better than the rest.

Using only this song...

Using only this song...

Using only this song...

SONG OF PILA

When problems persist in this life tormenting me

When the subjects most petty harass me endlessly

My torment and despair ultimately end up

Well... I seek relief
is in my own hand

I'll punch

I'll punch

Banging his hand on my pylon
I'll never tiring kneading

What a feeling

Grind grain

I'll crushing, grinding
Punch up running out of air

To relax

I'll punch

No need to study
nor erudition

Everything comes naturally
only with concentrations

No need for partner
uniform or pectoral

Get ready, we will...

... Demonstrate how it's done!

I'll punch

I'll punch

Hitting the hand
In my pylon

I'll never tiring kneading...

What a feeling

Grind grain

I'll crushing, pressing
Punch up running out of air

To relax... To relax... To relax
I'll punch

We forgive the arrogance

Our sport is what is preferred

It's good and not opposed to the terms of decency

Garlic without punch

causes flatulence

I'll...

I'll punch

I'll punch
Banging his hand on my pylon

I will knead without tiring.

I'll punch

I'll punch

I'll tell you
You see it to believe it, I punch up running out of air.

With what pleasure

I will temper

After grinding
And then prove

Leave tan, wet
Then serve and eat

In my mortar... In my mortar...
In my mortar... In my mortar...
In my mortar... I'll punch

I'll punch!

Robert Mitchum

There must be something wrong with me.

Cause I do not think even a little sexy.

Guys with perfect bodies.

If showing how
Hollywood gods.

What I've been everywhere

In every movie, every book

I see. I see. I see.
Mountains and mountains of muscles

That just my horny.

For me,
I love the days of Robert Mitchum.

I know he was chubby and flabby.

But when she got naked.

Simply enchanted me...

For me,
I remember the times when

men were no more
so much time working out

When a potbelly
was good to hug

Oh my God,
Bring me the Robert Mitchum.

I do not mean that
I am immune to the charms

a defined chest
and muscular arm.

But a failure here
a defeitinhos there

steal my look soon.

I know I'll never be healed

But to say that my heart is big.

True, true! Oh my God!
At that time I would also be sexy.

Before the era of the implants
and liposuction.

For me,
I love the days of Robert Mitchum.

Despite his smoking
and other things

But when they played the tough guy

Gave me the biggest boner.

For me,
I remember the times when the guys

... Drinking lots of water and not beer,

Or discuss the consistency of your skin.

That's where I sear...

I really want is Robert Mitchum.

Do not you remember him?
He did Cape Fear?

That was not just a movie,
was something extraordinary for me

He was sexually and
murderously serious.

Tough and lightly dressed.

I'll never forget

The close in his eyes that gave

He knew exactly what to do.

A perfect tan
In the era of real men.

As Robert Mitchum.

And I'm not alone...

For us,
We want the days of Robert Mitchum.

When the guys came
in all shapes and sizes.

And some even managed a couple.

And as played out conversation...

For us, we remember the times when
that men were not so young

Or tall or skinny or healed.

To be honest,
exagerandamente perfect.

A perfect tan
In the era of real men.

As Robert Mitchum...

MEMBERS ONLY

According to the New Dictionary

Aurelio Language Homeland

Penis is the copulatory organ of male
and any mammal...

... That the urine.

When dealing with our genitalia,

an almost never fails

Way with the best concept we seek

In practice, modern Barsa find...
(Barsa)

According to the Manual of Catholic Sex

Dick is...

- In order categorical
- Or even metaphorical

- It's all so rhetorical
- And even a little euphoric

Without restriction at the outset

... shameless...

Here, in varying degrees all

And without even taking a
different types of clubs

- Pica Pau
- Pica Pau

- Pica Pau
- Pica Pau

- Pica Pau
- Pica Pau

- Pica Pau
- Pica Pau

Pica Pau... Pica Pau...

Pin-so... Pin-so... Pin-so

Stick, stick...

Piru-litho

Piru-litho

Roll roll roll roll roll roll

Mini, mini, mini, mini, mini, mini, mini, mini

[They sing simultaneously]

You use that side?

Black, white or mulatto?

You use that side?

Jambo color or red?

Wholesale? Thin?
Little head? Cabe?ona?

Wholesale? Thin?
Tan or red?

White? Black?
More here? More over there?

Measure your side of the join
And the size is doubled

What the fuck! What the fuck!
What the fuck! What the fuck!

Comm .. Sen. .. Comm .. Sen. ..

Comm .. Sen. .. Comm .. Sen. ..

Pele!

I remember the member!
P?????????... nis!

PORN ACTOR

You know?

I am a porn actor from the interior of Parana

Mom does not like me go to work

In my profession
Sex is my bread and butter

But dad says
I'm gonna burn in hell.

I was once an altar boy,
frustrated but my godmother

Since the day he showed up naked

The neighbors commented,
aunts fainted

When I chose this profession.

Inside is already known

Sex is forbidden topic

Speaking of his own penis is taboo

While the scroll wheel

I stare up solace

And to show the world my turkey...

I am a porn actor from the interior of Parana

And much say-that-says-I heard

Envy me, believe me

Business with pleasure

And live the way I dreamed.

But... If I say I never tire

Never to drown the goose
For the cameras

With more than once

I've been called a sinner,
dirty, down, shamelessly.

I do not care or
the minimum processions

If the plan is tightly closed,
by train to roast chicken

The people already starting to attack me

I did not pay attention,

going from four to the floor...

Concentrate sphincter relaxation pro...

I am a porn actor from the interior of Parana.

My jet is so powerful nor so

But if the money is legal,

show the snake with sticks and bush

Buy clothes, car, house and garden.

See...
I know that my success

is something that I deserve

I am an exemplary employee

The versatility
I only bring prosperity

In both positions I can play...

If I sometimes feel guilty,

a gorgeous body is the excuse

To moan, pant,
grunting, calling for more...

And the movie go running
I set and taking advantage

A pleasure to gargantuan proportions!

I am a porn actor from the interior of Parana

Can rent all my movies

My heritage is that there,
Oiapoque to Chuy's

I appear on TV nonstop.

My work is unusual,

I do not judge anyone

I pride myself that I embraced this life

Only because of my home

I decided to rebel

I love
My success

Soon you will see

My butt-size will sell

Abundance that my butt,
knockout any mortal

My rear will turn
national headlines:

"A great actor porn inside...

From there do Parana

The interior of Parana,
I was born in Maringa... Hi!

KRIS, SEE WHAT HE LOST

Helpless and so alone

Lacking and directionless

I got angry, got lost

I loved you with fever

What a laugh
That freshness

I wanted to live

With strength
With fury

My great love

Weak, me

And I was weaker

Cris, how I wanted

I remember it well

I can no longer hold

Those who were

I try to forget

Work
Future

I follow

Empty
Alone

Survived

Weak, I was

And left me weaker

Cris, I always wanted...

Images

I imagine you still here

Life goes on
What steps do I take?

Memory
Nostalgia

Memories too
Still

Bound

You and I

But if I look good

Every time I see more

Cris, so I wanted!

(His nephew was born)

(My parents moved again)

(The Arthur is a famous artist)

They are all well

The world is moving
There is war and peace

Life takes me

I feel good

Today I am stronger

Remembering you

Cris...

I try to look
For things that make me well

With my friends

I feel happy.

I dream
I laugh

The winter is over

Your face
Warm me

Eternal Summer

Cris, how much I wanted

Oh, Cris...

Oh, Cris...

Oh, Cris...

It made me so happy...

BELO BOFE WELL PUMP

It is six o'clock
Sunrise
My god, what sleep tremendous

Everyone in a good mood
Except me

That punishment is to have a tire

My eye says: No!

The mouth says: No!

The mind says No!

But he says:
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

To be a great breeder and pumped

It's good to get a heavier weight

To be a great breeder and pumped

It's good to get an ever increasing...

Sweating profusely
My body hurts

Maldita series
What destroys me

I look in the mirror and feel good
But seeing the Barbie I'm a nobody

I look high and I think: "Who am I?"

What misfortune is to have a tire

Biceps: No!

Triceps: No!

Abdomen: No!

But he says:
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

To be a great breeder and pumped

It's good to get a heavier weight

To be a great breeder and pumped...

It's good to get a weight each

greater!

Run the treadmill
I'm breathless

I can not get
Nowhere

My feet burned, twisted, hurt
(Run always and not lose the air)

That martyrdom is to have a tire
(Run always and not lose the air)

Thighs: No!

The glutes, No!

Heart: No!

We know that this is torture

Barbies never eat fried food.

Just

Good!
Since the shower

I'll slowly undressing

That nervous

Wrapped in a towel.

So I go into the steam

I notice the looks around me

Groping try to see

Hungry,
many eyes try to eat me...

Heat
And sweat

The bodies are incessantly

I feel there is tension in the air.

Steam...
Numbness...

Heat...

My skin says: Oh!

My hand says: Oh!

My tongue says: Oh!

And he says: Hi!

Hi!

Hi ..

Later?

Of course, later!

Juliet has not only Romeos

Flee now the sauna

More air, my God!

If the angels of heaven are too muscular

The sky is... the sky is... is...

Hotter than hell. Amen

You may think I'm delirious

But it is only because I'm working out

If your goal is to increase

It does not matter which head will lead

Who cares if the low win?

It alone warrants my pleasure

Cursed is the time to raise

But I know the reason I work out...

For he says:
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Yeah!
Yeah, yeah!

THE ARTIST

You see me here

Do not know how many lives can I live

Do not know who I am

And what does this mirror you see?

I surrender to my role
I am faithful to the stage

Here it is: "To be or not"

Corner then
A good verse

I dance well
Do not miss the tone

You just

Breathless...

How sublime to see someone

represent...

But I lied

I pretend well

Right now I'm thinking:
"God, that bag is fake"

But for you

I can be
(Being) a great artist

Betty Midler is divine
And Barbra Streisand is emotion?

They feel hunger, boredom, anger

or sleep and lose track

With faith insist...

How do I resist

They are always artists

We know well
It tastes

Being an artist.

If I bare what's left to see?

Only an outline of what I can do

E class and rehearsal and singing
and dancing to satisfy you

But if the bottom of my wardrobe
you spy

Will notice that I sweat, get tired, I tremble,
cough and lose the air... air... air

Ooooh!

Air!

Jerry...

Thanks!

Air!

I know how to lie

But I will follow

Backstage at the mirror crying

And think of escape

It always does

Good and bad

This is be...

... Artist...

Here shine

Back then delete

Just being an artist

Come on, guys!

If I bare what's left to see?

Only an outline of what I can do

E class and rehearsal and singing and dancing to satisfy you

But if you under my costume spy

You will see that I have foot pain

Ingrown toenails, calluses and foot odor

Cramps, gas and indigestion

Laryngitis, bronchitis, hoarseness and also

Bloated, nauseated, it'll throw up

Tired, numb, trying to pee

Lonely, frustrated, needy and depressed...

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, no

Cry for me

Here I know I know nothing

It's everything I dreamed

Ah, that's good
Has sound and fury

When the curtain opens, I show my gift

Our show will go on

You and I are a pair

Par!

It is too good there my name on the poster

I do pose, I get flower
but I know it is all a fleeting dream

There are those who resist?

I die to be a great...

Artist!

(It's time to applaud)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

IN THE SAME WINDOW
(REPRISE)

There you are

In the window in front

I want to see if you look at me.

And we once again

Blind desire

Will tonight
you gonna call me?

And if you want

Can I be your comfort

And if you want

My wishes can reveal

Hug

in your eyes and see me

Making love til dawn...

But if you want

I offer my care

If you want

I'm by your side

Hold you in your eyes and see me

Do not stop the game here

Do not go away soon

I need you
Say yes

I want to find
Come get me

So until tomorrow...

On another evening...

I get so exposed (I'm so exposed)

What remains to show?
(What's left to show?)

The doors closed
(The doors closed)

There is nothing to hide
(There is nothing to hide)

And today I realized

What drives my desire

Then comes the embrace of the shadow

And this meeting is the loop

That binds me to be another

I'm ready to understand

The love that brings me so

I know I want to undress me

Of shame in me

The truth I'll get

Not knowing where I'm going

I'll look for my
Looking for my

Look at my body

And try to see who I am.

And if you want

Can I be your refuge

And if you want

Today I can give myself
Hold you in your eyes and see me...

Here
You use the ticket

I am a porn actor from the interior of Parana...

I like every time
more of my profession.

Here
Our dance group is a success.

Using only this song...

Going up!

Finally,
Prepare yourself: Let's sing!

I'll punch, I punch,
I punch, I punch

Finally,
The few who dare to show

Come and Robert Mitchum.

I am a great artist!

Here there is no Shakespeare or Moliere has

Critics write what she wants

I hear you moan

(Yes, you howl!)

It is sensational
Thus the natural

Like any mortal

The coolest part

Our...
Our...

Our...
Our...

Nudity...

Total...

RETURN TO THE STAGE

You liked it and will have a.

Hip hip hurray! Naked Boys Singing!

And together we sing with one voice

We show everything
And you did not laugh for nothing

Modesty aside, yes
Our roguery is good

Come back again
To drop the chicken!

Naked Boys, Naked Boys, Naked Boys
Naked Boys, Naked Boys

Singing!