Composer: Zenilton
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Eu conheci uma mulher que era marchante
Vendia carne de segunda e de primeira
Fazia força pro sustento da familia
Era viúva e não andava em gafieira
Levava carne pros meninos e pras meninas
Na sua casa ninguém ficava na míngua
Mas ela mesma não comia quase nada
Porque do boi ela só gostava da língua
Ela gosta de lingua, ai que demasia
Lingua no cozido, no assado todo dia.
Ela já anda espalhando essa mania
A vizinhança também já tá viciada
Naquele bairro quando o boi chega do açougue
Todas as linguas já estão encomendadas
Se eu pegar o linguarudo que conheço
Que fica rouco e tem até nó na goela
O seu oficio é falar da vida alheia
Eu quero ver a sua lingua na panela.
Ela gosta de lingua, ai que demasia
Lingua no cozido, no assado todo dia.
Translation
I met a woman who was a meat seller
She sold second and first-grade meat
She worked hard for her family's livelihood
She was a widow and didn't frequent dance halls
She brought meat for the boys and the girls
In her house, no one went without
But she herself ate almost nothing
Because of the ox, she only liked the tongue
She likes tongue, oh what an abundance
Tongue in stew, in roast every day.
She's already spreading this craze
The neighborhood is also hooked
In that neighborhood, when the ox arrives from the butcher shop
All the tongues are already ordered
If I catch that big-mouthed gossiper I know
Who gets hoarse and even has a knot in his throat
His job is to talk about other people's lives
I want to see his tongue in the pot.
She likes tongue, oh what an abundance
Tongue in stew, in roast every day.
