Rui Veloso — País Do Gelo song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "País Do Gelo" by Rui Veloso.
Lyrics
Lá vai a Nau Catrineta que tem tudo por contar
Ouvi só mais uma história que vos vai fazer pasmar
Eram mil e doze a bordo nas contas do escrivão
Sem contar os galináceos sete patos e um cão
Era lista mui sortida de fidalgos passageiros
Desde mulheres de má vida a padres e mesteireiros
Iam todos tão airosos com seus farneis e merendas
Mais parecia um piquenique do que a carreira das Indias
Ao passarem Cabo Verde o mar deu em encrespar
Logo viram ao que vinham quando a nau deu em bailar
Veio a cresta do equador e o Cabo da Boa Esperança
Onde o velho Adamastor subiu o ritmo da dança
Foi tamanha a danação foi puxado o bailarico
Quem sanfonava a canção era a mão do mafarrico
Tinha morrido o piloto e em febre o capitão ardia
Encantada pela corrente para sul a nau se perdia
Subia a conta dos dias ficavam podres os dentes
E eram tantas as sangrias morriam da cura os doentes
E o cheiro era tão mau e a fé tão vacilante
Parecia que a pobre nau era o inferno de Dante
Com o leme sem governo e a derrota já perdida
Fizeram auto de fé com as mulheres de má vida
E foram tirando à sorte quem havia de morrer
Para que o vizinho do lado tivesse o que comer
No céu três meninas loiras cantavam um cantochão
Todas vestidas de tule p’ra levar o capitão
No meio do seu delírio mostrou a raça de bravo
Teve ainda força na língua para as mandar ao diabo
Neste martírio sem fim ficou o lenho a boiar
Até que um vento gelado a terra firme o fez varar
Que diria o escrivão se pudesse escrevinhar
Eram mil e doze a bordo e doze haviam de chegar
Ao grande país do gelo com mil cristais a brilhar
Onde a paz era tão branca só se quiseram deitar
Naqueles lençois de linho a plumas acolchoados
E lá dormiram para sempre como meninos cansados
Lyrics translation
There goes Nau Catrineta who has everything to tell
I just heard one more story that will make you wonder
There were a thousand and twelve on board in the accounts of the scribe
Not counting the chicken seven ducks and a dog
Was mui list assorted of loyal passengers
From women of bad life to priests and Masters
They were all so airy with their meals and snacks
More like a picnic than the career of the Indies
When they passed Cape Verde the sea gave in curling
Soon they saw what was coming when the nau gave in dance
Came the equator Ridge and Cape Of Good Hope
Where the old Adamastor climbed the rhythm of the dance
It was such a damnation was pulled the dancer
Who sang the song was the hand of the mafarrico
The pilot had died and in fever the captain burned
Enchanted by the current to the south the nau was lost
Up the bill of days were rotten teeth
And there were so many sangrias died of healing the sick
And the smell was so bad and the faith so shaky
It seemed that poor nau was Dante's hell
With the rudder without government and the defeat already lost
Made self of faith with women of bad life
And they took away by Chance who was to die
So that the neighbor on the side had what to eat
In the sky three blonde girls sang a songochon
All dressed in tulle to take the captain
In the midst of his delirium showed the breed of brave
He even had strength in his tongue to send them to hell
In this endless martyrdom was the wood floating
Until a frosty wind the firm ground made him strangle
What would the clerk say if he could scribble
There were a thousand and twelve on board and twelve were to arrive
To the great country of ice with a thousand crystals to shine
Where peace was so white only if they wanted to lie down
In those quilted feather linen sheets
And there they slept forever like tired boys