Moleirinha – Bilingual Lyrics Portuguese/English

• By: Karetus, Conan Osiris, Isabel Silvestre, Vozes de Manhouce, Júlio Pereira

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the rich tapestry of Portuguese language and culture with "Moleirinha"! This song offers a unique opportunity to explore traditional Portuguese vocabulary and idiomatic expressions through its folk-inspired lyrics, while also experiencing how the language adapts to modern, electronic musical contexts. Its fusion of ancestral voices with contemporary beats makes it a special and engaging piece for any language learner.

[English]

Oh, what beautiful eyes she has

Oh, the daughter of the moleirinha

Oh, what beautiful eyes she has

Oh, the daughter of the moleirinha

She’s so poorly treated

Walking covered in flour dust

She’s so poorly treated

Walking covered in flour dust

Oh, what beautiful eyes she has

What lovely eyelashes she had

If she was badly treated

It was the flour’s fault

The boss’s flour

Who never knew how to value himself

She grabbed the cleaver in her hand

The sharks are going to jump

And my pocket is full of medranha (corn liquor)

I’m living the dream

So much nerve I don’t even know where to put it

Tonight I’m scary

Baby, shake the moleirinha

Since July, I’ve been playing the same little tune

In Moinhos, Aloisinha

I’m going to fetch salt with my little bee

Oh, what beautiful eyes she has

Oh, the daughter of the moleirinha

Oh, what beautiful eyes she has

Oh, the daughter of the moleirinha

She’s so poorly treated

Walking covered in flour dust

She’s so poorly treated

Walking covered in flour dust

Where is she? Where is she? Where is she?

The daughter of the moleirinha

Walking covered in flour dust

[Portuguese]

Ó que lindos olhos tem

Ai a filha da moleirinha

Ó que lindos olhos tem

Ai a filha da moleirinha

Tão mal empregada é ela

andar à pó da farinha

Tão mal empregada é ela

andar à pó da farinha

Ai que lindos olhos tem

que lindas pestanas tinha

se ela era uma mal empregada

a culpa foi da farinha

Da farinha do patrão

que nunca soube estimar-se

ela apanhou o cutelo na mão

os tubarões vão saltar

E eu estou com o bolso cheio de medranha

Eu estou a viver o sonho

Tanta lata eu nem sei onde é que a ponho

Hoje à noite eu estou medonho

Baby abana a moleirinha

Desde Julho que eu toco a mesma modinha

Em Moinhos a Aloisinha

Eu vou apanhar sal com a minha abelhinha

Ó que lindos olhos tem

Ai a filha da moleirinha

Ó que lindos olhos tem

Ai a filha da moleirinha

Tão mal empregada é ela

andar à pó da farinha

Tão mal empregada é ela

andar à pó da farinha

Onde está? Onde está? Onde está?

A filha da moleirinha

andar à pó da farinha