Na Ponta Do Cabo - Fausto

Amanhecemos na ponta do cabo

Dobramos levando

Nossa viagem embora

Agarrunchados, cosidos

Com os penedos e os calhaus

Do cabo, do cabo, do cabo, do cabo

Aquele casco vai

Com o bordo debaixo de água

Mete de popa e de proa

Lá vai em pulos e saltos

Com as tilhas em baixo

Acode à vela

Á bomba

Ao leme

Ao remo

Ao bote

Ao bote, ao bote

Abriu então pelas picas

Atirou fora a estopa

Do calafeto cuspindo

Os cinco mares que nos deram

Comiam, comiam, comiam, comiam

E o vento forte, e o vento forte

Travessão

Deu-nos um grande chuveiro

Chamado olho de boi

Olha o boi

Corre a nau pela bolina

Aguçando de ló

Deu uma grande cabeçada

Que partiu o galindréu

O gurupés

O mastaréu a moneta

A escota, a calinga o papa-figo

O tamborete

Sem moneta nem mastro nem nada

Acode à vela

À bomba

Ao leme

Ao remo

Ao bote

Ao bote, ao bote

E foi um mar que lhe deu

Foi-se ao leme

Vão os machos

Metidos nas fêmeas

Tudo arrasado de água

Metida a vela na verga

Metida, metida, metida, metida

E pela proa

Subitamente pela pro

Há um ponente tão rijo

Que nos deixou a verga em baixo

Olha o baixo

E pairava sobre nós

Um olho de fogo

Cheirava a enxofre e parecia

Que se derretia o mundo

Os caldeirões, a escotilha

A estrinca, o postaréu

A cevadeira, a conjura do tempo

E no batel e no batel

Que nem mover se podiam

Uns por cima dos outros, por cima dos outros

Acode à vela

À bomba

Ao leme

Ao remo

Ao bote

Ao bote, ao bote

Pela banda de bordo

Faz um medo de ver

Só mais um pé-de-vento

Era noite, era noite

Era o fim pelos vistos

E soavam, soavam

Altos gritos nos baixos

São gemidos e medos

E rezando demais

Vai o bom e o mau

Vai o barco e a nau

A safar o mesame

Levantava levante

E ventava poente

Era mais do que tudo

Pelo quarto da prima

Trovões, altos gritos

Arrecifes e mais

São suspiros e prantos

Alijando de menos

Este e aquele mundo

Vai a pique e ao fundo

Pela banda de bordo

A safar o mesame

Faz um medo de ver

Levantava levante

Só mais um pé-de´vento

E ventava poente

Era noite, era noite

Era mais do que tudo

Era o fim pelos vistos

Pelo quarto da prima

E soavam, soavam

Trovões, altos gritos

Altos gritos nos baixos

Arrecifes e mais

São gemidos e medos

São suspiros e prantos

E rezando demais

Alijando de menos

Vai o bom e o mau

Este e aquele mundo

Vai o barco e a nau

Vai a pique e ao fundo

Salva, salva o corpo

Ó corpo Santo, salva

We woke up at the end of the cape

We double taking

our trip away

clinched, sewn

With the boulders and the pebbles

From the handle, from the handle, from the handle, from the handle

that hull goes

With the board under water

stern and bow stud

There it goes in jumping and jumping

With the tilles at below

go to sailing

The bomb

at the helm

rowing

By boat

By boat, by boat

Then opened by the cocks

Threw away the burlap

From the spitting caulk

The five seas that gave us

Eat, eat, eat, eat

Strong wind, strong wind

dash

Gave us a great shower

Called the bull's eye

Look at the ox

Run the ship around the bowline

sharpening up

gave a big headbutt

That the rooster broke

The bowsprit

The moneta topmast

The sheet, the calinga, the fig oriole

The stool

No moneta or mast or anything

go to sailing

The bomb

at the helm

rowing

By boat

By boat, by boat

And it was a sea that gave him

went to the helm

go the males

in the females

all washed up with water

Sailing in the lintel

Messed Up, Messed Up, Messed Up, Messed Up

And by the bow

suddenly by the

There is such a strong ponent

That left us with the below

Look below

And hovered over us

An eye of fire

It smelled like sulfur and looked like

That the world would melt

The cauldrons, the hatch

The stretch, the posteru

The brake machine, the time conjuration

And on the boat and on the boat

That they couldn't even move

On top of each other, on top of each other

go to sailing

The bomb

at the helm

rowing

By boat

By boat, by boat

By the onboard side

It makes one fear to see

Just one more windfall

It was night, it was night

It was the end apparently

And they sounded, they sounded

Loud screams in the lows

They are moans and fears

And praying too much

There goes the good and the bad

The boat and nau go

To get rid of the table

get up get up

It was west wind

It was more than anything

Through the cousin's room

Thunder, loud screams

Reefs and more

They are sighs and tears

jettisoning too little

This is that world

Go to peak and to the bottom

By the onboard side

To get rid of the table

It makes one fear to see

get up get up

Just one more windfall

It was west wind

It was night, it was night

It was more than anything

It was the end apparently

Through the cousin's room

And they sounded, they sounded

Thunder, loud screams

Loud screams in the lows

Reefs and more

They are moans and fears

They are sighs and tears

And praying too much

jettisoning too little

There goes the good and the bad

This is that world

The boat and nau go

Go to peak and to the bottom

Save, save the body

O holy body, save