LYRICS

Morning happened, the sun rose in all the land, all
have become song is sang for harvest work.

Nada nice girl, nice bonny,
done as sick I don happy, will not it becomes. (x2)

I do not want my dear mom Kyra work, work in the morning,
not want to get fields sell, I’m not chump.

The work will not end it, then we will have it,
us dear mom will not be there until the end of the world. (x2)

Ah disgrace, was the daughter of the people speak, those neighbors,
that my lazy, lazy and even old girl.

I am a nice girl, nice - bonny,
I do not give a damn whether they will take me to the neighbor’s son . (x2)