Tia Nastácia
Mariene de Castro
Aunt Nastácia
At the time when the sun hides
And sleep comes
The little master goes to look for
Hum hum hum
The old lady with warm lap
Who sings verses and tells stories
To lull
Hum hum hum
Miss Nastácia who tells stories
Miss Nastácia knows how to please
Miss Nastácia who when she lulls
Ends up dozing off
Miss Nastácia goes on murmuring
Stories to lull
Lalaralaralirara
Lalaralaralarilala
Lalaralalarilala
Lalaralalarilala
At the time when the sun hides
And sleep comes
The little master goes to look for
Hum hum hum
The old lady with warm lap
Who sings verses and tells stories
To lull
Hum hum hum
Miss Nastácia who tells stories
Miss Nastácia knows how to please
Miss Nastácia who when she lulls
Ends up dozing off
Miss Nastácia goes on murmuring
Stories to lull
Fish is this my son
No my father
Fish is this mutum, manganem
It's the bush's den guenem, guenem
Suê son ê
Play the marimbaê
Lalaralaralirara
Lalaralaralarilala
Lalaralalarilala
Lalaralalarilala
Lalaralaralirara
Lalaralaralarilala
Lalaralalarilala
Lalaralalarilala
At the time when the sun hides
And sleep comes
The little master goes to look for
Hum hum hum
The old lady with warm lap
Who sings verses and tells stories
To lull
Hum hum hum
Miss Nastácia who tells stories
Miss Nastácia knows how to please
Miss Nastácia who when she lulls
Ends up dozing off
Miss Nastácia goes on murmuring
Stories to lull
Lalaralaralirara
Lalaralaralarilala
Lalaralalarilala
Lalaralalarilala
Lalaralaralirara
Lalaralaralarilala
Lalaralalarilala
Lalaralalarilala
