Passeando Pelo Sertão
Passeando em poesia pelo sertão
Me encontrei com melodias de verão
Vi o sol forte no meu rosto a tocar
Vi sinfonia em plena madrugada
Vi o canto, cantar da passarada
Vi o amor bem mais forte, vi paixão
Vi vaqueiro levando sua boiada
Aboiando e cantando pra sua amada
Que sorrindo estava a lhe esperar
Vi mulheres santas vestidas de Maria
Que no Sol forte todo dia
Iam pra roça trabalhar
Vi o romance do Sol e da Lua
O Sol declamando pra deusa Lua
Todo seu amor
Vi caboclo tocando sua viola
E uma sanfona tocando, toda hora
Animando o meu sertão
Animando o meu sertão
Strolling Through the Backlands
Strolling in poetry through the backlands
I met with summer melodies
I saw the strong sun touching my face
I saw a symphony in the middle of the night
I saw the birds singing their song
I saw love much stronger, I saw passion
I saw a cowboy leading his cattle
Mooing and singing to his beloved
Who was smiling, waiting for him
I saw holy women dressed as Mary
Who under the strong sun every day
Went to work in the fields
I saw the romance of the Sun and the Moon
The Sun reciting to the goddess Moon
All his love
I saw a countryman playing his guitar
And an accordion playing, all the time
Cheering up my backlands
Cheering up my backlands
Escrita por: Rita de Cássia