Good Life

I wanted a good life
As gentle as a drizzle with a flavor similar to grapes
I wanted a comfortable life under a tree
Sleeping on a rainy day
I was going to live a league away
Having a good wine would make me get through the year well
I would go dancing at the meetings, always having some
I would never go down the drain

I was going to live in Caxia
There was never a lack of girls there, life there is one hundred percent
Right in the middle of the week if I had some money left
I was going for a walk in Bento
Sitting on a balcony I listen to the radio playing a song by Anzolin
The bottle is right in the middle
Bottle that was full
Bottle that goes to the end

How good is the land of Caxia
Beautiful girls with good dreams
If this girl's father is a foreigner
I tie the drop and shake the hand

I wanted a good life, as gentle as a drizzle, with a flavor like grapes
I wanted a comfortable life under a tree
Sleeping on a rainy day
Polenta and radicchio delicacy, my God, I'm so hungry
I never left there again
Singing there verdinela I leave the woman in the pots
I'll watch the girls pass by

I'll have to live in Caxia