Como É Duro Trabalhar [English translation]

I went walking, walking

In the search of a place

With a hut, a brunette lady

And some soil ready to sow

I found the land, I saw the house

I only had to weed it clean

But with no lap from my brunette lady*

Who am I to get upset

And there I go...

A little break here, a little stop there

And there I go...

How hard is it to work

And I go on singing, take out my guitar

Bring everyone around the campfire

I bring my brunette lady, eye on my syrup

Smelling like a canebrake

And I pick this, I pick that

Nonstop picking

But there's no more single lady

That can get me upset