Eu Sou o São João

I am
A bass drum, a triangle, and a tambourine
An accordion in the lap of the accordion player
That infects and doesn't have a time to stop
I am
I'm a cordel poet, a repentant, and a violist
I'm colorful little flags in the yard
Where joy tells sadness to dance
I'm a square dancer, flip-flops, and a straw hat
I'm a ribbon stick, I'm of every color
I'm the beauty of the corn queen
I'm peace and love
I'm a northeastern cowboy
Vitalino, Gonzagão
I'm the girl adorned in chintz, beautiful
I am São João
Circle dance and xaxado on the foot
Dragging feet, xote, and baião

I am a people, I'm plural in one, I'm the forró
I am São João
I am
Typical food, hot mulled wine, and liqueur
The sway that rocks the dancer
I'm the story of these people celebrating
I am
I'm the bass drum, the triangle, and the tambourine
An accordion in the lap of the accordion player
That infects and doesn't have a time to stop
I'm a hillbilly wedding and greased pole
I'm pot smashing, I'm checkered
I'm little flags, the fireworks, and bonfires
Stamped smile
I'm authenticity
I'm roots and tradition
I'm a woodcut print, culture
I am São João
Circle dance and xaxado on the foot
Dragging feet, xote, and baião
I am a people, I'm plural in one, I'm the forró
I am São João