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Stewball

Stewball (Tradução)

Oh stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine. Oh stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine. Oh o stewball foi um cavalo de corridas, e lamento que ele não fosse meu. He never drank water, he always drank wine. He never drank water, he always drank wine. Ele nunca bebeu a água, ele sempre bebia o vinho. His bridle was silver, his mane it was gold. His bridle was silver, his mane it was gold. O seu freio foi de prata, a sua crina foi dourado. And the worth of his saddle has never been told. And the worth of his saddle has never been told. E o valor da sua sela nunca foi dito. Oh the fairgrounds were crowded, and stewball was there Oh the fairgrounds were crowded, and stewball was there Oh as feiras foram reunidas, e stewball esteve lá But the betting was heavy on the bay and the mare. But the betting was heavy on the bay and the mare. Mas a aposta foi pesada na baía e a égua. And a-way up yonder, ahead of them all, And a-way up yonder, ahead of them all, E longe em cima de além, à frente de todos eles, Came a-prancin' and a-dancin' my noble stewball. Came a-prancin' and a-dancin' my noble stewball. Veio um prancin e um dancin do meu stewball nobre. I bet on the grey mare, I bet on the bay I bet on the grey mare, I bet on the bay Apostei na égua cinzenta, apostei na baía If I'd have bet on ol' stewball, I'd be a free man today. If I'd have bet on ol' stewball, I'd be a free man today. Se eu tivesse apostado em em stewball, eu seria um homem grato hoje. Oh the hoot owl, she hollers, and the turtle dove moans. Oh the hoot owl, she hollers, and the turtle dove moans. Oh a coruja de pio, ela grita, e a tartaruga do mar mergulhou e soltou gemidos. I'm a poor boy in trouble, I'm a long way from home. I'm a poor boy in trouble, I'm a long way from home. Sou um menino pobre e preocupado, estou num caminho longo da casa. Oh stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine. Oh stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine. Oh o stewball foi um cavalo de corridas, e lamento que ele não fosse meu. He never drank water,he always drank wine. He never drank water,he always drank wine. Ele nunca bebeu a água, ele sempre bebia o vinho.

Composição: Elena Mezzetti/Milton Okun/Noel Paul Stookey/Mary Travers





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