Paroles et traduction César Oliveira - Baia Sebruna

Baia Sebruna

Se foi assim tastaveando como querendo rodar
Pra mode não se estropear tentiei o bico do freio
Égua maleva, esta baia com cismas de renegada
Cria de raça estragada que há tempos redomoneio
Já dei nem sei quantas sovas nesta bruta mal costeada
Da cabeça encarneirada se assombra quando vê gente
Se assombra quando vê gente
Já desmanchou meus arreios de tanto que se boleia
Todo dia veíaqueia num corcóveo diferente

Baia sebruna matreira vive só de lombo inchado
Cusquilhosa e negadeira me traz um tanto estafado
Quando vê qualquer toceira já se bolca de costado
Chê de Deus que trabalheira pra um pobre ganhá uns
Trocado
Pra embuçalar de manhã é sempre a mesma novela
Murcha orelha e atropela bicho arisco, desgraçado
Não forma junto com os outros parece inté me tenteando
Fica num canto roncando que nem peludo enfurnado
Se até semana que vem eu não te ajeitar da boca
E tu seguir feito louca te atirando nas cancela
Te atirando nas cancela
Eu juro que largo a doma, meu ofício desde novo
Dou uma cruzada no povo e te vendo pra mortadela

Baia Sebruna

Bit by bit, she's like a mare practicing to buck
To keep from getting hurt, I tried the bridle's bit
A wicked mare, this bay has the whims of a renegade
The foal of ruined stock I've been breaking in for ages
I've given her so many beatings, this rough, ill-favored brute
Her woolly head is as stubborn as she gets when she sees people
When she sees people
She's already wrecked my rigging from bucking so much
Every day, she kicks up her heels in a different way

Bay Sebruna, a clever rogue, lives only to rear up
Fussy and stubborn, she wears me out quite a bit
When she sees any bush, she flips herself over on her side
Oh, Lord, what a task to earn a few
Pennies
To saddle her up in the morning is always the same old story
She flicks her ears and runs over me, that wild, wretched beast
She won't line up with the others, it's like she's trying to defy me
She stands in a corner, snorting like a bear in its den
If I can't break you by next week, if you keep acting crazy
And throwing yourself at the gates
Throwing yourself at the gates
I swear I'll give up horse-breaking, my job since I was young
I'll take a cross-country trek and sell you for sausage