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Translation
The party list representative
The cabbage in your garden
Doesn't go together with my soup
I pick only a little flower, the taste you're feeling
It's your head
The sweet water of your well
To me is a poison that gives me death
To make my hiccup go away
I listen to the notes of your piano
When I pass through the street of men
I always feel the protagonist
I'll be the party list representative at the next elections
January, one of the worst months
And it's in January that you'll die
There will be no flowers for you
Only snow, dogs, dark and troubles
The goats that graze
Will make rough wool for this year
I'll gift with leg-warmers
Everyone who'll vote for me
With the cabbage I left to you
We can make a baby at the piano
January's gonna be less bad
If this birth forces death out
The hot wool of the goats
Will help when I'll be a mom
This is a door that's opening
If you don't love me I won't make it a tragedy
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Submitted by 
lylaphoenix on 2017-04-10
lylaphoenix on 2017-04-10Added in reply to request by 
Don Juan
Don Juan Last edited by lylaphoenix on 2017-04-11
lylaphoenix on 2017-04-11✕
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lylaphoenix
Tue, 11/04/2017 - 13:33
You're welcome! Of course you can use it as a base for the Portuguese translation, I just hope my translation it's good enough!
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