O Pequeno Burguês
Martinho da Vila
The Little Bourgeois
Happiness!
I passed the entrance exam
But the college
Is private
Private!
It's private
Private!
It's private...
Books so expensive
So many fees to pay
My money very scarce
Someone had to lend
My money
Someone had to lend
My money
Someone had to lend...
I lived in the suburbs
Took the late train
From work to class
Without dinner and very tired
But at home
At midnight
There was always waiting for me
A handful of problems
And a child to raise...
To raise!
Just a child to raise
To raise!
Just a child to raise...
But fortunately
I managed to graduate
But from my graduation
I didn't get to participate
Lacked money for the gown
And also for my ring
Not even the bald principal
Delivered my diploma...
My diploma!
My paper diploma
My diploma!
My paper diploma...
And after so many years
Only disappointments, disillusionments
They say I'm a bourgeois
Very privileged
But bourgeois are you
I'm just
A poor wretch
And whoever wants to be like me
Will have to suffer a lot
A good deal!
Will have to suffer a good deal
A good deal!
Will have to suffer a good deal
A good deal!
Will have to suffer a good deal...