O Pito Mau
Quim Barreiros
The Bad Whistler
I went to play at my grandmother's house
He gave me lots of kisses, I ate the soup
I went to the garden, I saw a chicken
There were many little boys around him
But there was a whistle that was very bad
He pecked the tomatoes in the backyard a lot
The tomatoes with a stick went after the pito
They beat him so much that the boy screamed
Beautiful, beautiful
It's the tomatoes hitting the whistle
Beautiful, beautiful
It's the tomatoes hitting the whistle
Beautiful, beautiful
It's the tomatoes hitting the whistle
Beautiful, beautiful
It's the tomatoes hitting the whistle
I went to play at my grandmother's house
He gave me lots of kisses, I ate the soup
I went to the garden, I saw a chicken
There were many little boys around him
But there was a whistle that was very bad
He pecked the tomatoes in the backyard a lot
The tomatoes with a stick went after the pito
They beat him so much that the boy screamed
Beautiful, beautiful
It's the tomatoes hitting the whistle
Beautiful, beautiful
It's the tomatoes hitting the whistle
Beautiful, beautiful
It's the tomatoes hitting the whistle
Beautiful, beautiful
It's the tomatoes hitting the whistle
