O Plebeu [English translation]

I know I'm poor,

with you I can not marry.

Oh, my love.

Oh, my love.

But I will cry from happiness

when somebody takes you to the altar.

Oh, my love.

Don't forget me,

because we will not be happy

if my poverty doesn't go away.

I know and you know

that this doesn't matter,

but there is someone

who is not fond of our love.

You are a princess,

and I'm a pleb.

La-la-la-la-lah, la-la-lah, la-lah.

The last will be the first,

and the last am I.

La-la-la-la-lah, la-la-lah, la-lah,

la-la-la-la-lah, la-la-lah, la-lah.

I know and you know

that this doesn't matter,

but there is someone

who is not fond of our love.

You are a princess,

and I'm a pleb.

La-la-la-la-lah, la-la-lah, la-lah.

The last will be the first,

and the last am I.

La-la-la-la-lah, la-la-lah, la-lah.

You are a princess,

and I'm a pleb.

The last will be the first,

and the last am I.

La-la-la-la-lah, la-la-lah, la-lah,

la-la-la-la-lah, la-la-lah, la-lah.

You are a princess,

and I'm a pleb.

The last will be the first,

and the last am I.

La-la-la-la-lah, la-la-lah, la-lah,

la-la-la-la-lah, la-la-lah, la-lah.

• Artist:Jorge Ben Jor
• Album:África Brasil (1976), Track 05