Nós Tenemos Muitos Nabos
Galandum Galundaina
We Have Many Turnips
We have many turnips cooking in a pot!
We have many turnips cooking in a pot
We have no salt, no lard, no ham, no bacon
Look at the saddlebags, look at the saddlebags
Some longer, others fatter
Some made of wool, others of cloth
The bells ring, ring
The sheep are over there
As they reach Ourrieta Cuba
The sheep will bleat
Look at the saddlebags, look at the saddlebags
Some longer, others fatter
Some made of wool, others of cloth
They stole the beloved one
From above the roof
Beware, I don't want your dog
That was hanging
Look at the saddlebags, look at the saddlebags
Some longer, others fatter
Some made of wool, others of cloth
We have many turnips cooking in a pot
We have no salt, no lard, no ham, no bacon
Look at the saddlebags, look at the saddlebags
Some longer, others fatter
Some made of wool, others of cloth
And the bells ring, ring
The sheep are over there
As they reach Ourrieta Cuba
The sheep will bleat
Go Pedro go, to the place of justice
Tell your master what I tell you
The daughter of Lima is in the mud and dripping
The daughter of Bergada is in the mud and roasting
Pedro, what do you lack? Play your bagpipe
You have bread in the pantry, wine in the cellar
You have the best girl in this land
Blind in one eye and lame in one leg
Go Pedro go, to the place of justice
Tell your master what I tell you
The daughter of Lima is in the mud and dripping
The daughter of Bergada is in the mud and roasting
Pedro, what do you lack? Play your bagpipe
You have bread in the pantry, wine in the cellar
You have the best girl in this land
Blind in one eye and lame in one leg
