Tanxedoras - Muinheira de Lourido (Aparta, velho!) (English translation)

Galician-Portuguese

Muinheira de Lourido (Aparta, velho!)

Ai! Aparta, velho! Deixa-me passare!
E o demo do velho nom queria apartare!
Nom queria apartare,
Nom queria apartare...
Ai! Aparta, velho! Deixa-me passare!
 
Se eu soubesse que virias
Meu amore, este serão
Teria vassourado a casa
Cum raminho de açafrão.
 
Ai! Aparta, velho! Deixa-me passare!
E o demo do velho nom queria apartare!
Nom queria apartare,
Nom queria apartare...
Ai! Aparta, velho! Deixa-me passare!
 
E o demo do velho é um mentirão
Que me disse ontem que havia serão!
Que havia serão,
Que havia gaiteiro...
E o demo do velho é um mentireiro!
 
Marujinha! Marujinha!
Na tua casa, ao quê cheira?
É a cravo ou é a rosa
Ou é à frol da laranjeira?
 
Ai! Aparta, velho! Deixa-me passare!
E o demo do velho nom queria apartare!
Nom queria apartare,
Nom queria apartare...
Ai! Aparta, velho! Deixa-me passare!
 
E o demo do velho é um mentirão
Que me disse ontem que havia serão!
Que havia serão,
Que havia gaiteiro...
E o demo do velho é um mentireiro!
 
Canto na costa còs ares,
Nas pereiras rego o milho
Que, para dar-nos à terra:
Raparigas de Lourido!
 
Ai! Aparta, velho! Deixa-me passare!
E o demo do velho nom queria apartare!
Nom queria apartare,
Nom queria apartare...
Ai! Aparta, velho! Deixa-me passare!
 
E o demo do velho é um mentirão
Que me disse ontem que havia serão!
Que havia serão,
Que havia gaiteiro...
E o demo do velho é um mentireiro!
 
Submitted by Metodius on Sun, 05/11/2017 - 15:28
Last edited by Metodius on Sat, 18/11/2017 - 18:32
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English translation

Muinheira of Lourido (Out of the Way, Old Man!)

Oh! Get out of the way, old man! Let me go through!
And the goddamned old man didn't want to move!
He didn't want to move,
He didn't want to move...
Oh! Get out of the way, old man! Let me go through!
 
If I had known that you'd come
My love, this very everything
I would have swept my whole house
With a bouquet of saffron flowers.
 
Oh! Get out of the way, old man! Let me go through!
And the goddamned old man didn't want to move!
He didn't want to move,
He didn't want to move...
Oh! Get out of the way, old man! Let me go through!
 
And the goddamned old man is a liar
Who yesterday told me that there'd be a soirée!
That there would be a soirée,
That there would be a bagpipe player...
And the goddamned old man is a big, fat liar!
 
Little Mary! Little Mary!
What's that smell in your house?
Is it cloves or is it roses
Or is it orange blossoms?
 
Oh! Get out of the way, old man! Let me go through!
And the goddamned old man didn't want to move!
He didn't want to move,
He didn't want to move...
Oh! Get out of the way, old man! Let me go through!
 
And the goddamned old man is a liar
Who yesterday told me that there would be a soirée!
That there would be a soirée,
That there would be a bagpipe player...
And the goddamned old man is a big, fat liar!
 
I'm singing in the coast with the winds,
Amidst the pear trees, I water the corn
For, to give everything for our land:
(Here we are) the young women of Lourido!
 
Oh! Get out of the way, old man! Let me go through!
And the goddamned old man didn't want to move!
He didn't want to move,
He didn't want to move...
Oh! Get out of the way, old man! Let me go through!
 
And the goddamned old man is a liar
Who yesterday told me that there would be a soirée!
That there would be a soirée,
That there would be a bagpipe player...
And the goddamned old man is a big, fat liar!
 
Submitted by Metodius on Sun, 05/11/2017 - 15:37
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