No Lume da Fogueira

In the firelight
From a forró night
Foot and ground, ground and dust
They love each other like the stars
In the blue of the passion twilight
Lit up like the sunlight

Ting, ling, ling, ling
The triangle plays all night
Love beating in my heart
Ting, ling, ling, ling
Lasting longing beats
Heat that goes to the sky in a balloon
Fly my balloon, in the loneliness of this moonlight

Today is Saint John's, our joy is to see you fly
Oh... oh... oh... come my people
For the forró has already begun
Oh... oh... oh... come my people
For the forró has already begun.