Nós Tenemos Muitos Nabos
Nós tenemos muitos nabos a cozer nua panela!
Nós tenemos muitos nabos a cozer nua panela
Nun tenemos sal nien unto nien presunto nien bitela
Mirai qu‘alforjas, mirai qu‘alforjas
Uas mais lhargas, outras mais gordas
Uas de lhana, outras de stopa
Ls chocalhos rúgen, rúgen
Ls carneiros alhá ban
An chegando a Ourrieta Cuba
Ls carneiros bulberan
Mirai qu‘alforjas, mirai qu‘alforjas
Uas mais lhargas, outras mais gordas
Uas de lhana, outras de stopa
Roubórun la malguerida
Por arriba de l telhado
Cuida, nun quiero tou cino
Que staba spendurado
Mirai qu‘alforjas, mirai qu‘alforjas
Uas mais lhargas, outras mais gordas
Uas de lhana, outras de stopa
Nós tenemos muitos nabos a cozer nua panela
Nun tenemos sal nien unto nien presunto nien bitela
Mirai qu‘alforjas, mirai qu‘alforjas
Uas mais lhargas, outras mais gordas
Uas de lhana, outras de stopa
I ls chocalhos rúgen, rúgen
Ls carneiros alhá ban
An chegando a Ourrieta Cuba
Ls carneiros bulberan
Bai Pedro bai, al lhugar de la justicia
Di-le a tou amo cumo you te digo a ti
La filha de l Lima, stá nel lhume i pinga
La filha de la Bergada stá nel lhume i bai assada
Pedro, que te falta? Repica la tu gaita
Tenes l pan na tulha l bino na bodega
Tenes la melhor moça que habie nesta tierra
Ciega dun uolho i manca dua perna
Bai Pedro bai, al lhugar de la justicia
Di-le a tou amo cumo you te digo a ti
La filha de l Lima, stá nel lhume i pinga
La filha de la Bergada stá nel lhume i bai assada
Pedro, que te falta? Repica la tu gaita
Tenes l pan na tulha l bino na bodega
Tenes la melhor moça que habie nesta tierra
Ciega dun uolho i manca dua perna
We Have Many Turnips
We have many turnips cooking in a pot!
We have many turnips cooking in a pot
We have no salt, no lard, no ham, no bacon
Look at the saddlebags, look at the saddlebags
Some longer, others fatter
Some made of wool, others of cloth
The bells ring, ring
The sheep are over there
As they reach Ourrieta Cuba
The sheep will bleat
Look at the saddlebags, look at the saddlebags
Some longer, others fatter
Some made of wool, others of cloth
They stole the beloved one
From above the roof
Beware, I don't want your dog
That was hanging
Look at the saddlebags, look at the saddlebags
Some longer, others fatter
Some made of wool, others of cloth
We have many turnips cooking in a pot
We have no salt, no lard, no ham, no bacon
Look at the saddlebags, look at the saddlebags
Some longer, others fatter
Some made of wool, others of cloth
And the bells ring, ring
The sheep are over there
As they reach Ourrieta Cuba
The sheep will bleat
Go Pedro go, to the place of justice
Tell your master what I tell you
The daughter of Lima is in the mud and dripping
The daughter of Bergada is in the mud and roasting
Pedro, what do you lack? Play your bagpipe
You have bread in the pantry, wine in the cellar
You have the best girl in this land
Blind in one eye and lame in one leg
Go Pedro go, to the place of justice
Tell your master what I tell you
The daughter of Lima is in the mud and dripping
The daughter of Bergada is in the mud and roasting
Pedro, what do you lack? Play your bagpipe
You have bread in the pantry, wine in the cellar
You have the best girl in this land
Blind in one eye and lame in one leg