Cantiga da Burra (part. Galandum Galundaina)

They gave me a donkey
That was gentle, that was fierce

They gave me a donkey
That was gentle, that was fierce
All very similar
But the donkey wouldn't walk

The donkey wouldn't walk
Neither forward nor backward
I scolded it a lot
But I wasn't able

I wasn't able
To make the donkey walk
It was past noon
And I was desperate

And I was desperate
Oh, what despair of mine
I mentioned the little donkey
And the donkey even ran

They gave me a donkey
That was gentle, that was fierce
All very similar
But the donkey wouldn't walk

The donkey wouldn't walk
Neither forward nor backward
I scolded it a lot
But I wasn't able

I wasn't able
To make the donkey walk
It was past noon
And I was desperate

And I was desperate
Oh, what despair of mine
I mentioned the little donkey
And the donkey even ran

They gave me a donkey
That was gentle, that was fierce
All very similar
But the donkey wouldn't walk

The donkey wouldn't walk
Neither forward nor backward
I scolded it a lot
But I wasn't able

I wasn't able
To make the donkey walk
It was past noon
And I was desperate

And I was desperate
Oh, what despair of mine
I mentioned the little donkey
And the donkey even ran