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Luiz Gonzaga

Fiz uma Viagem - Ao vivoI Took a Trip - Live

Luiz Gonzaga · Radio Live in the 1940's Radio Live in the 1940's (2020)

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Composer: Luiz Gonzaga, Hervê Cordovil

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Full lyrics

Eu fiz uma viagem

A qual foi pequenininha

Eu saí dos olho d'água

Fui até Alagoinha


Agora

Colega veja

Como carregado eu vinha


Trazia minha nega

E também minha filhinha

Trazia meu tatu bola

Filho do tatu bolinha


Trazia o meu facão

Com todo aço que tinha

Vinte couros de boi manso

Só no bocal da bainha


Trazia uma capoeira

De quatrocentas galinhas

Vinte sacos de feijão

Trinta sacos de farinha


Mas, a sorte desandou

Quando cheguei em Alagoinha

Bexiga deu na nega

Catapora na filhinha


Morreu meu tatu bola

Filho do tatu bolinha

Roubaram meu facão

Com todo aço que tinha


Vinte couros de boi manso

Só no bocal da bainha

Morreu minha capoeira

De quatrocentas galinhas


Gorgulho deu no feijão

Colega

E deu mofo na farinha

Translation

I took a trip

Which was very small

I left Olho d'Água

I went to Alagoinha


Now

Friend, see

How loaded I was coming


I brought my woman

And also my little daughter

I brought my armadillo

Son of the little armadillo


I brought my machete

With all the steel it had

Twenty hides of tame ox

Just on the sheath's mouth


I brought a henhouse

Of four hundred hens

Twenty sacks of beans

Thirty sacks of flour


But, luck went wrong

When I arrived in Alagoinha

Smallpox struck my woman

Chickenpox struck my little daughter


My armadillo died

Son of the little armadillo

They stole my machete

With all the steel it had


Twenty hides of tame ox

Just on the sheath's mouth

My henhouse died

Of four hundred hens


Weevils got into the beans

Friend

And mold grew on the flour

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