Domados no Serviço

Mangueira, mangueira horse
I gather the whole week
And accommodate the herd
On the altar of the mangueira
After the extended form
Understanding the situation
I cover it my way
Gentle, rough and tamed

I accommodate my gang
Trust of my saddle
In a rough step the rounds
And a flanker chews the bit
A rosy chin strap
Good and not a small thing
Brave and stopping
But disgusting to the mouth
Brave and stopping
But disgusting to the mouth

I drag the taming claws
Of strong stitched rope
And a saddle goes over the crosses
With the cinch tightly fastened
I assure you! Of what I do
In the Sacred Holy office
My tamed ones are the law
They are tamed in service
My tamed ones are the law
They are tamed in service

In the shouts of horse form
The sly ones gain judgment
And the herd seeks the turn
In the jingle drum
Subject and put to the sides
If I trust, I don't go wrong
In case of pushing the braid
I already lasso a light animal

Rodeo on the edge of the fence
You choose the turn and dock
Because every horse I rein in
I tame separating the cow
When the service ends
And the day comes to an end
Halfway through the night
I stretch out another wild one
Halfway through the night
I stretch out another wild one

I drag the taming claws
Of strong stitched rope
And a saddle goes over the crosses
With the cinch tightly fastened
I assure you! Of what I do
In the Sacred Holy office
My tamed ones are the law
They are tamed in service

I drag the taming claws
Of strong stitched rope
And a saddle goes over the crosses
With the cinch tightly fastened
I assure you! Of what I do
In the Sacred Holy office
My tamed ones are the law
They are tamed in service
My tamed ones are the law
They are tamed in service