Facheiros e Mandacarus

Goodbye, buddy Virgulino!
Goodbye, Servero Brilhante!
Who rules us is fate
We'll meet again

The landscape was so green, slowly changed color
Changed clothes, outfit, as it walked
Towards the grayish backlands
Turned into a chameleon, grayish it became
This will turn into a graveyard of land
Only cacti, cacti will remain
Skinny, gaunt vultures
Cacti, cacti
The semi-arid will remain
Cacti, cacti