Um Bagual Corcoveador Lyrics – Os Serranos
Singer: Os Serranos
Title: Um Bagual Corcoveador
A tropa vinha estendida pastando no corredor
Eu empurrava culatra e também fazia fiador
Num bagual gordo e delgado arisco e corcoveador
Que se assustava da estaca e da sombra do maneador
É brabo a vida de um taura que só trabalha de peão
Nisso uma lebre dispara debaixo de um macegão
Meu pingo só deu um coice escondendo a cara nas mãos
Saiu sacudindo o toso e cravou o focinho no chão
Tentei levantar no freio mas era tarde demais
Eu vi uma poeira fina formando nuvens pra trás
Berrando se foi a cerca e cruzou pro lado de lá
Parecia uma tormenta cruzando em massambará)
Se enganchava nas esporas sobre a volta do pescoço
Cortando couro em pêlo e tirando lascas de osso
Naquele inferno danado bombiei pra meu cebolão
Regulava quatro e pico numa tarde de verão
Senti a força do vento me arrancando dos arreios
E aquele bicho parecia que ia se rasgar no meio
Deixei manso e de confiança montaria de patrão
Pois honro o nome que carrego me orgulho de ser peão
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Um Bagual Corcoveador – English Translation
The troop was extended grazing in the corridor
I pushed culatera and also made a guarantor
In a fat and thin bug
That was frightened by the stake and shadow of the manner
The life of a Taura who only works as a pawn
In this a hare fires under a macegão
My drop only kicked hiding his face in his hands
He went out shaking his grooming and dug his muzzle on the floor
I tried to get up on the brake but it was too late
I saw a thin dust forming clouds behind
Shouting went to the fence and crossed the side of there
It looked like a storm crossing in massambará)
He was hoped for the spurs over the return of his neck
Cutting leather into hair and taking chips off bone
In that hell damn bombed to my cebolão
Regulated four and peak on a summer afternoon
I felt the strength of the wind pulling me from the harness
And that animal looked like it was going to tear in the middle
I left meek and trusted boss mount
Because I honor the name I carry I am proud to be pawn
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Lyrics Os Serranos – Um Bagual Corcoveador
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