Boi Tufão
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Bull Typhoon
In nineteen hundred
In the state of Bahia
A wealthy farmer
By the name of Jeremias
Read his son's fortune
With the gypsy Maria!
She said my friend
It breaks my heart
But if you came to know
I'll give you an explanation
Your son will die
On the horns of the bull Typhoon
Farmer Jeremias
Sent for the employee
Go get the bull Typhoon
Leave him cornered
Tomorrow, at daybreak!
The bull will be slaughtered
The young man was obedient
Mounted on the horse
He rode out into the pasture
With a bleeding heart
He lowered his hat over his face
So no one would see him crying
They killed the bull Typhoon
The years went by
The animal's head
Rolled in the yard
In that same place
A boy was playing
And at lunchtime
His mother called him
The boy ran out
Tripped on a rock
Fell on the tip of the horn
Of the bull his father killed
In that wild backcountry
They couldn't do anything
They went to call the doctor
He couldn't come
His father in despair
Watching his son die
The boy whispered
Dad pay attention
I'm going to be with God
Keep me in your heart
My destiny was to die
On the horns of the bull Typhoon
