La Lhoba
Indo iuó la sierra arriba
Delantre de mia piara
Repicando mia caldeira
Remandando mia çamarra
Repicando mia caldeira
Remandando mia çamarra
Vi assomare una lhoba
Velha e mais negra que parda
Agarrou-me una cordeira
La melhore d'a piara!
E agarrou-me una cordeira
La melhore d'a piara!
Nin lhe dou ovelha branca
Nin te dou ovelha negra!
A elha dou melhor marráu
Que se passa aí n'a sierra!
A elha dou melhor marráu
Que se passa aí n'a sierra!
E arriba siete cachorrus
E abaixo, perra guardiana
Se m'agarráreis la lhoba
La cena la tenéis ganha!
Mas se nun me l'agarráis
Pola caiata lhebáis!
E corrian siete lhéguas
Todas siete por arada
E a'l final d'as siete lhéguas
Yá la lhoba iba cansada
E a'l cachorru mais nuovo
Yá'l agarra pola orelha
Toma cachorru, la cordeira
E lheba-la pa' la piara
Nun te quieru la cordeira
Que la tráis toda cuolada!
Yá lhe tiendu la çamarra
Para fazer'una amarra
El rabu para correias
Pa' cargare cun las bragas
La cabeça un serráu
Pa' metere las cucharas
Las tripas para çampongas
Para bailare las Habas!
Por Deus te pidu, pastor
Por Deus e pola tua alma!
Diecha-me estos siete perrus
Yá me vuoi pa'las muntanhas!
Diré a'ls mios companheirus
Siete perrus como'ls tuos
Nun lhos tién el rei d'Espanha!
The Lhoba
Going up the mountain
In front of my flock
Ringing my cauldron
Adjusting my jacket
Ringing my cauldron
Adjusting my jacket
I saw a Lhoba appear
Older and darker than brown
She grabbed one of my lambs
The best of the flock!
And she grabbed one of my lambs
The best of the flock!
I won't give you a white sheep
I won't give you a black sheep!
I'll give you the best marráu
That goes around in the mountains!
I'll give you the best marráu
That goes around in the mountains!
And there were seven puppies
And below, a guard dog
If you catch the Lhoba
You'll have dinner ready!
But if you don't catch her
You'll be taken by the tail!
And they ran seven leagues
All seven plowed
And at the end of the seven leagues
The Lhoba was already tired
And the youngest puppy
Already grabbed her by the ear
Take the lamb, puppy
And take her back to the flock
I don't want the lamb
That you bring all dirty!
I'll lay out the jacket
To make a tie
The tail for straps
To carry with the pants
The head a serráu
To put the spoons
The guts for sausages
To dance the Habas!
I beg you by God, shepherd
By God and for your soul!
Give me these seven dogs
I'm going to the mountains!
I'll tell my companions
Seven dogs like yours
The king of Spain doesn't have them