Cantiga Ó Traballo

I've worked in my life
And my hands don't have calluses
Let those who invented work be shot four times
Traila laraila, trailara lala laraila, traila laraila, trailara lala.

Chorus
What a face you have and what a nose,
What a mouth you have when you smile,
What a face you have and oh, what hands,
And ears like those of dogs.

Some work with thread
Others work sideways
But I never worked
Because I was born tired
Traila laraila, trailara lala laraila, traila laraila, trailara lala.

Chorus
What a face you have and what a nose...

I never touched work
Happy and always content
Calm with little hurry
I demand my monument
Traila laraila, trailara lala laraila, traila laraila, trailara lala.

Chorus
What a face you have and what a nose...

Work is for the donkey
I don't want to work
The night is for sleeping
And the day is for resting
Traila laraila, trailara lala laraila, traila laraila, trailara lala.

Chorus
What a face you have and what a nose...