Júlia Galdéria
Lived in misery
She's the one to blame,
She wasn't married.
She was living alone
Far away
She was happy there
She would look at us
With a mocking face
And all that she possessed
A little bottle
Of old Cachaça (strong brasilian beverage)
Júlia Galdéria
One day she had died,
She was at the Five grocery
She was the one who has most suffered...
Oh Júlia Galdéria,
Your sad history!
But I didn't forget
And I've been drinking (to get drunk)
In your memory!
If you fall here
If you fall there
Stand up
For Saint Mart
You would drink good wine
And good Piquette (alcoholic beverage)
Desobediant Júlia
You're drunk
This is the mistery
You've drank everything
You stopped in the cemetery