Ladeira da Preguiça

This slope, what slope is this?
This is the slope of laziness
This slope, what slope is this?
This is the slope of laziness

The laziness I always had
Of writing to the family
And sending bills home
That this world is a wonder
And to know if the girl
Already counts the stars and knows the second primer
And to know if the boy
Already sings songs and no longer puts his hand in his pants

And to talk about the world I say nonsense
Formentera is an island
Where you arrive by boat, mom
Just like there, on the island of fear
Just like there, on the island of the friar
Just like there, on the island of tides
Just like there, saltworks of the daisies

This slope, what slope is this?
This is the slope of laziness
It's from today
It's been since when
They tied up dogs with sausage