Preá Comeu
Dona Ivone Lara
The Agouti Ate
I wanted to go up to heaven
Talk to God
That the leaf of my bean
The agouti ate
I wanted to go up to heaven
Talk to God
That the leaf of my bean
The agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
My money was short
And I wanted to take advantage
I made my plantation
Thinking of harvesting a lot
But I was desperate
When the plague appeared
Ate all my beans
That gave me so much work
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
Given the loss
I made a promise and prayer
I asked Our Lady
To give me protection
But the insistent plague
Hid in the field
And my plantation
Boy, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
I wanted to go up to heaven
Talk to God
That the leaf of my bean
The agouti ate
I wanted to go up to heaven
Talk to God
That the leaf of my bean
The agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
The agouti ate, the agouti ate
