La Casa da Mamãe

My dear mother
Look at the little rain
The clothes on the clothesline, on the clothesline, on the clothesline, line, line

I bumped my shin
The little wound
I'll put some Merthiolate on it
Ouch, ouch!

What a mess
What kind of room is this?
It's turned into a corral, a corral, a corral, ral ral

Take your coat
And your umbrella
I'll wait for you sitting here

I'm here in line
My mother disappeared
She went to get the salt, get the salt, get the salt, salt, salt

Swallow your tears
This toy
We'll buy it on the way back

This boy
Drives me crazy
And I'm feeling bad, I'm feeling bad, I'm feeling bad, bad, bad

Climb on the windowsill
Eat flour
What will happen when I'm gone?

My little girl
Has become a young lady
So cool, so cool, so cool, gal gal

I'm going to tell
The neighbors
And everyone else, yes

There's going to be a party
Everyone's going
It's going to be awesome, awesome, awesome, bad, bad

You're not
Everyone else
Is going to stay quiet here!