In addition it eats all its eggs alone remaining to the coitadas ones to be nervous because they do not possess them to shock them and they are to cacarejar the time all, ciscam, they beat the wings, is a mistake.> – They walk, they walk, my ducklings! Clama the old lady with its dress of chita, and earthen bowl in the hand repleta of angu. – They eat! They grow! I have of vender them for the man who comes to buy them for the party of the Wax candle of Nazar. – Oba! Party! Ours, I find that it goes to have many balloons, I want that this man buys a well pretty blue balloon. I go to also ask for that they deem with me a return in the giant wheel. _ That you are to mutter boy? It said the leg there requebrando itself pra and pra here.
– It lies down here underneath of my wing, sleeps a little. It continued the poor leg. Thoughtful Todinho The duckling there one was to collect. To sleep, did not obtain, closed the eyes saw tremulando bandeirinhas of the party. Anxious, it thought about the retribution and it muttered: – I have fear of rockets, much zoada, I find that I go to feel forts migraines. – What you mutter Todinho? Its mother asks to it to it.
– Nothing, mother, I am thought about high voice. The leg imposes to it: – It is silent! It sees if you sleep! You do not content yourself with my lullaby! The duckling closes the eyes and if it strengthens. Finally it sleeps. It starts then to dream of the trip, the party, musics of the arraial, the procession To the 05 hours of the morning the leg wakes up its hatch and goes to swim in the narrow river.