Zeca Afonso chamaram me cigano

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They called me one day
Gypsy and Maltese
Boy, you are not good at life
I dug a grave
In the deepest earth
I made it
br/>My grave
I entered a cave
I killed a merman
But I had
The devil in my hand
There was a train
JÁ ready to let go
The devil trying
I asked him for a cross
I stayed right there
On a bed
I slept on feathers
They put me in irons
They released the dog
But I had the devil in my hand
I came back from the charola
in a girth and harness
Friend, come here
Another time
I climbed a ladder
I won money
Senhor D. Fulano Marquês
I lost at roulette
I won at backgammon
But I had
The devil in hand
While taking a walk
Fall on the curb
And came
The devil whining
Piranhas swam
In the dark lagoon
Sizes
I've never seen anything like this
I cleaned my visor
I picked up the harpoon
But I had
The devil in my hand

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