BÊBADO – 08 JUL 09

 

Era um borracho do tipo fanfarrão:

depois de alto, topava qualquer briga;

nos bares, o garçom fazia figa,

para não ver aquele beberrão...

 

Um dia ele chegou e um barulhão

foi logo armando, à sua maneira antiga,

desafiando a quem quer que consiga,

afirmando bater num batalhão!...

 

Porém, ao ver que estava meio cego,

o garçom, de pirraça, uma barata

colocou, ao servir-lhe a dose nona...

 

Ele engoliu de um trago e nem te nego!

Outra dose pediu, só de bravata:

"Olha, garçom, capricha na azeitona!..."

 

HERE YOU GO THE ENGLISH TRANSLATION,

 

THE DRUNKARD

 

He was a drunkard and quite a braggart,

After a few drinks he was in for any fight

In every bar in town, the barman at sight

Crossed his fingers nothing to come apart.

 

One day he did arrive an uproar to start

And began a’hollering with all of his might,

Provoking into a brawl everyone aright,

Stating he could beat a battalion apart!

 

After several cups his eyes were glazed

And the barman tried to pull one on him

Into his ninth glass a cockroach he placed...

 

Swallowing it whole he never once blinked

And then asked the tenth be filled to the brim,

And, ‘Never forget the olive, Barman!’, he claimed!