O Filho Rabeta da Gina

I had a little son
I had a little son
I had pains and struggled!
Little did I know the fate
That the devil of a boy would turn out to be a sissy

He grew up and went to the army
Enlisted in a barracks
Damn my boy!
From corporal to sergeant
From lieutenant to colonel
Everyone followed him

I no longer have my boy
I no longer have my boy
I no longer have my darling
It's better to die of hunger
Than to have a son who eats through his mouth and ass!