Modas de Viola (pot-pourri)

[Pagode in Brasília]
Who has a woman to date
Who has a stubborn donkey
Who has a field in the bush
Call me, I'll fix it

I clear the field in the bush
Your crops improve
And the stubborn donkey
I spur him on
And the woman who dates around
I clean up
And send away

There's an innocent prisoner
In the depths of a prison
There are many troublesome mothers-in-law
And there's a tricky guitar player

For the innocent prisoner
I arrange a lawyer
And for the troublesome mother-in-law
I give a double loop
And the tricky guitar players
With my verses
Are broken

[Pagode]
Beautiful brunette
With teeth showing
Goes to the pagode
The noise is certain

Don't flirt with me
So openly
I'm married
But not faithful

The current model
Is very strange
These young ladies
With skinny legs

Smooth shins
Like sticks
The girls today
I don't make it easy

My wife and I
Made an agreement
I go to the pagode
She doesn't go

Last Saturday
I went, she stayed
Next Saturday
She stays, I go

[Said and Done]
A hawk on my scythe
Doesn't catch chicks
Also, the pestle hand
Doesn't play shuttlecock
The handle of my hoe
Has no boundary
The girls of my eyes
Don't have dolls

The bullet of my revolver
Has no sugar
In the barrel of the rifle
There's no tap
The nut of the screw
Never gave birth
In the house of the Wren
There's no leak

[Miniskirt]
Woman, take your thread
I'm your husband
I see that you want
To go out and have fun
You no longer wear
Long dresses
Just want to go out in the streets
In a miniskirt

Woman, take your thread
I'm your husband
I see that you want
To go out and have fun
You no longer wear
Long dresses
Just want to go out in the streets
In a miniskirt

This tanned body
Makes me jealous
Only I have
The right to appreciate

Every now and then
You put on
That miniskirt
And go out there in the streets
Parading

There are shady people
With envious eyes
Standing around
Just to see you
Even the neighbor in front
Buys binoculars
If a strong wind blows
It's all about you

[Pass, Brunette]
I went to the store
To have a drink
I bought rice
I bought beans

I bought sugar
I bought cinnamon
I bought a whip
To beat her

I'm going to buy a dress
For the ladies
The model is good
And it doesn't cost anything

In the front
There's no fabric
In the back
It's the same

Pass, blondie, pass
Under the Green Branch
Hey, pass, blondie, pass
Under the Green Branch

When you pass by
Give a sigh
When you sigh
Call me
The sad life
Is for those who love