Composer: Jackson Do Pandeiro
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Eu fiz uma casa de pedra e tijolo
Porem fui um tolo e vou explicar
Botei azulejo, botei cumieira
Até fiz banheira e mandei murar
Fiz sala da frente, também de visita
Escada bonita, e até corrimão
Depois dela pronta, faltou a cozinha
E a minha vizinha disse com razão
O ferreiro fez a foice
Mas não fez o gavião
Depois me casei no padre e juiz
Na casa que eu fiz, botei a patroa
A festa foi boa mas no fim do ano
Sofri desengano e não foi a tôa
La vem um bebe, bem forte e bonito
Achei esquisito, que situação
O menino nasceu faltando o nariz
E a minha vizinha disse com razão
O ferreiro fez a foice
Mas não fez o gavião
A minha vizinha casou em Quarenta
Tem mais de sessenta me disse Seu Terto
Eu que moro perto, sou tão sabedor
Que os dois no amor sempre derão certo
Quando passa um casal com muita familia
Ele diz minha filha, não tem jeito não
Vinte anos casado e nem um menino
E ela sorrindo, responde então
O ferreiro fez a foice
Mas não fez o gavião
Translation
I built a house of stone and brick
But I was a fool, and I'll explain
I put in tiles, I put in a ridge tile
I even made a bathtub and had it walled in
I made a front room, also a guest room
A beautiful staircase, and even a handrail
After it was ready, the kitchen was missing
And my neighbor said with reason
The blacksmith made the scythe
But he didn't make the handle
Then I married before the priest and judge
In the house I built, I put my wife
The party was good, but at the end of the year
I suffered disappointment, and it wasn't for nothing
Here comes a baby, very strong and handsome
I found it strange, what a situation
The boy was born missing his nose
And my neighbor said with reason
The blacksmith made the scythe
But he didn't make the handle
My neighbor married in '40
She's over sixty, Mr. Terto told me
I who live nearby, am so aware
That the two of them in love always worked out
When a couple with a large family passes by
He says, 'My daughter,' there's no way
'Twenty years married and not even one child'
And she, smiling, replies then
The blacksmith made the scythe
But he didn't make the handle
