Текст и перевод песни João Paulo & Daniel - Fazenda São Francisco

Fazenda São Francisco

Eu fiz a maior proeza,
Nas bandas do rio da morte,
Com outro caminhoneiro,
Traquejado no transporte.

Fui buscar uma vacada,
Para um criador do norte,
Na chegada eu presenti,
Que era dia de sorte,
Depois do embarque feito só ficou um boi de corte.

O mestiço era bravo,
Que até na sombra investia,
E a filha do fazendeiro,
Molhando os lábios dizia.

Eu nunca beijei ningüém,
Juro pela luz do dia,
Mas quem montar esse boi,
Lhe tirar a valentia,
Ganha meu primeiro beijo que darei com alegria.

Vendo a beleza da moça,
Meu sangue ferveu nas veias,
Eu calcei um par de esporas,
E passei a mão na peia.

Peguei o mestiço a unha,
Rolei com ele na areia,
Enquanto ele esperneava,
Fui apertando a correia,
Mas quando sentei no lombo foi que eu ví a coisa feia.

O boi saltou a porteira,
No primeiro corcoviado,
Numa ladeira de pedra,
Desceu pulando furtado.

Saía linguas de fogo,
Cheirava chifre queimado,
Quando os cascos do mestiço,
Batiam no lageado,
Parou berrando na espora ajoelhando derrotado.

Pra cumprir sua promessa,
A moça veio ligeiro,
Me disse: "você provou,
Ser peão de boiadeiro".

Dos prêmios que eu vou lhe dar,
O beijo é o primeiro,
Sua boca foi abrindo,
Seu olhar ficou morteiro,
Nessa hora eu acordei abraçando o travesseiro.

São Francisco Ranch

I performed the greatest feat,
On the banks of the river of death,
With another truck driver,
Experienced in transportation.

I went to get some cattle,
For a breeder from the north,
On arrival, I sensed,
That it was my lucky day.
After loading, only one steer was left over.

The mestizo was brave,
That even in the shade he would attack,
And the farmer's daughter,
Licking her lips, said.

I've never kissed anyone,
I swear by the light of day,
But whoever rides that steer,
Takes away his courage,
Wins my first kiss, which I will give with joy.

Seeing the beauty of the girl,
My blood boiled in my veins,
I put on a pair of spurs,
And put my hand on the bridle.

I grabbed the mestizo by the nail,
I rolled with him in the sand,
While he was kicking around,
I tightened the strap,
But when I sat on his back, I saw the ugly thing.

The steer jumped the gate,
In the first buck,
On a stony slope,
He went down jumping furtively.

Tongues of fire came out,
It smelled of burnt horn,
When the hooves of the mestizo,
Hit the pavement,
He stopped bellowing, kneeling on the spur, defeated.

To fulfill his promise,
The girl came quickly,
She said to me: "you proved,
To be a cattle boy".

Of the prizes I'm going to give you,
The kiss is the first,
Your mouth was opening,
Your eyes became like a pestle,
At that moment, I woke up hugging the pillow.