Do Fundo da Grota

I was raised in the countryside
In a mud and grass ranch
That's why I sing like this
To remember my past
I grew up rough
Sleeping in the sheds
Near a ground fire
With my hair smoky

When the morning star breaks
I warm up the kettle
Almost at daybreak
My saddle horse
Neighs in the stable
While a sora rail
Sings perched

I hear the fox's cry
And there in the pen
The dapple gray colt neighs
In the mouth of the night
A skunk appears to me
Comes to pee near the house
To tease the dogs

On a sheepskin bed
I wake up at dawn
I hear a capybara
Running in the marsh
I grew up wild and untamed
Honoring the old ways
Eating scrambled beans
With little fat and no salt

When the morning star breaks
I warm up the kettle
Almost at daybreak
My saddle horse
Neighs in the stable
While a sora rail
Sings perched

I hear the fox's cry
And there in the pen
The dapple gray colt neighs
In the mouth of the night
A skunk appears to me
Comes to pee near the house
To tease the wild ones

Repairing a fence
By the side of a corridor
On the handle of a post driver
With hands calloused by work
On my saddle I snap
And follow my cowboy path
And a wary partridge
Flies and startles the horse

When the morning star breaks
I warm up the kettle
Almost at daybreak
My saddle horse
Neighs in the stable
While a sora rail
Sings perched

I hear the fox's cry
And there in the pen
The dapple gray colt neighs
In the mouth of the night
A skunk appears to me
Comes to pee near the house
To tease the dogs

In the center of the grove
I hear the call of a tinamou
In a trench the guan
The sabiá sings in the cherry trees
And right by the stream bank
The cow and the calf bellow
In the noise of the bell
I find the yoked oxen

When the morning star breaks
I warm up the kettle
Almost at daybreak
My saddle horse
Neighs in the stable
While a sora rail
Sings perched

I hear the fox's cry
And there in the pen
The dapple gray colt neighs
In the mouth of the night
A skunk appears to me
Comes to pee near the house
To tease the wild ones