Lá No Galinheiro
Mundo Bita
There in the Henhouse
Here comes the day
The rooster crows
The morning star
Says the Sun is about to rise
A new egg
The hen laid
Hope is renewed
There in the henhouse
Beats with the strength of the beak on the shell
So much it beats, that it cracks
Another chick that came to chirp in the yard
Clucking, he's all lively
Grain by grain, filling his crop
Scratched the ground, flapped wings, jumped on the roost
Cock-a-doodle-doo, the chick painted and embroidered
Peep peep peep peep, the whole henhouse shook
