Lascando o Cano
Vamo, vamo Joana
Vamo na carreira
Vamo pra fogueira
Festejá meu São João
Vamo, vamo Joana
Findou-se o inferno
Houve bom inverno
Há fartura no sertão ai...
Joana traz pamonha, milho assado
Vou matá de bucho inchado
Quem num crê no meu sertão
Traz a riúna que vou lascá o cano
Pela safra desse ano
Em louvor a São João } bis
Splitting the Pipe
Let's go, let's go Joana
Let's go on the run
Let's go to the bonfire
Celebrate my Saint John
Let's go, let's go Joana
The hell is over
There was a good winter
There is plenty in the backcountry
Joana brings corn cake, roasted corn
I'll eat until my belly swells
Who doesn't believe in my backcountry
Bring the riúna that I'll split the pipe
For this year's harvest
In praise of Saint John
Escrita por: Ze Dantas, Gonzagao