A Herança da Minha Vó

Being rich is much better
Because being poor is bad
And I will tell the inheritance
That grandma left for me

When my grandma died
I thought I was rich
What she left for me
I will tell without gossip
It was an old donkey
A goat and a chamber pot

She left an old dog
That didn't even bark anymore
Toothless, had no teeth
Named Voraz
That when I went to parties
The darn thing followed me

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She left a swarm of bees
One called Italian
I went to see if there was honey
With my face full of cane
The bees stung me
I ran for almost a week

She left a radio in a cabinet
With gray wood
I decided to open it
It had eighty cockroaches
A rat jumped out
Almost took off my nose

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She left an old hammock
A leaky pot
A wardrobe without a door
A sick pig
And a toothless griddle
On the gaping wall

She left a shotgun
Named soca-soca
I went hunting with it
In the Pororoca forest
The shot came out from behind
And hit my privates

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She left half a kilo of salt
And a kilo of onions
A cat that gave birth
She named Chola
And a large trap
Where she caught pigeons

She left a liter of wine
A bar of soap
A sack, a straw hat
And a pestle
A guitar without a neck
That she played songs on

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She left a cucumber plant
And a little guava tree
A male goat from the pigsty
That drools when it butts
One day it tried to mate with me
Thinking I was the goat

She left me a casting net
To catch fish
A land full of rocks
Calumbi and macambira
Everything I said is true
No one should think it's a lie

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A chestless donkey
Tied up in the backyard
One day I rode on it
It ran into the bushes
Threw me into the thorns
I ended up in the hospital

I thank my grandma
And I tip my hat to her
I know she prays for me
With palms, chapel, and veil
One day I'll get out of this mess
And I'll also live in heaven

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