Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Syd Barret contra José Cid, gente que fuma coisas

An effervescing elephant
With tiny eyes, and great big trunk
Once whispered to the tiny ears
The ears of one inferior
That by next june hed die, oh yeah!

Fugiu de Alcácer Quibir
El Rei D. Sebastião
Perdeu-se num labirinto
Com seu cavalo real
As bruxas e adivinhos
Nas altas serras beirãs
Juravam que nas manhãs
De cerrado de nevoeiro
Vinha D. Sebastião

Because the tiger would roam
And the little one said oh my goodness
I must stay at home
And everytime I hear a growl
Ill know the tigers on the prowl
And Ill be really safe you know
The elephant he told me so
And everyone was nervvy, oh yeah!

Pastoras e trovadores
Das regiões litorais
Afirmaram terem visto
Perdido entre os pinhais
El Rei D. Sebastião
Ciganos vindos de longe
Falcatos desconhecidos
Tentando iludir o povo
Afirmaram serem eles
El Rei D. Sebastião
E que voltava de novo

And the message was spread
To zebra, mongoose, and the dirty hippopotamus
Who wollowed in the mud and chewed
His spicy hippoplancton food
And tended to ignore the word
Prefering to survey a herd
Of stupid water bison, oh yeah!
And the jungle took fright
And ran around for all the day and the night
But all in vain because you see
The tiger came and said to me
You know I wouldnt hurt not one of you
I much prefer something to chew
Youre all too scant, oh yeah!
He ate the elephant...

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