Rancho de Palha
Vida feliz na roça
Quer de noite quer de dia
Do roçado à véia choça
Onde tudo é poesia
O caboclo sertanejo
Repica a viola e violão
Cantando em lindos solfejo
As modinha do sertão
Caboclo roceiro vive no sertão
Com muié e fio, suas criação
A roça de mio, o seu alazão
Seu ranchinho novo pra lá do espigão
Domingo e dia santo vai no catira
Disfarçando a mágoa na viola caipira
A moda é bonita que o povo admira
O verso é saudoso, a morena suspira
No dia de chuva o riacho espaia
Vai na pescaria quando não trabaia
Acende seu pito e nada atrapaia
Caboclo é feliz no seu rancho de paia
O Brasil caboclo tem a linda cena
As tarde são prece, a noite é poema
O luar de prata, a manhã serena
Tudo é poesia, cabocla morena
Straw Ranch
Happy life in the countryside
Whether at night or during the day
From the field to the old hut
Where everything is poetry
The countryman from the backlands
Plays the guitar and the viola
Singing in beautiful solfeggio
The folk songs of the backlands
Countryman farmer lives in the backlands
With his wife and children, his livestock
The cornfield, his chestnut horse
His new little ranch beyond the ridge
On Sundays and holy days, he goes to the 'catira'
Pretending to be happy with the country guitar
The style is beautiful, admired by the people
The verse is nostalgic, the brunette sighs
On rainy days, the stream overflows
Goes fishing when not working
Lights his pipe and nothing bothers him
The countryman is happy in his straw ranch
The Brazilian countryman has a beautiful scene
The afternoons are prayers, the nights are poems
The silver moonlight, the serene morning
Everything is poetry, the tanned brunette