Vaca Estrela e Boi Fubá

Excuse me, sir
To tell my story
Today I'm in a strange land
And my suffering is very sad
But I was once very happy
Living in my place
I had a good horse
I liked to ride
And every day I would moo
At the cattle gate

Hey, Star Cow, oh, Cornmeal Ox

I am a son of the Northeast
I don't deny my nature
But a dreadful drought
Drove me from there to here
There I had my little herd
It's not good to even imagine
My beautiful Star Cow
And my handsome Cornmeal Ox
When it was late afternoon
I would start to moo

Hey, Star Cow, oh, Cornmeal Ox

That dreadful drought
Made everything go wrong
No grass grew in the field
To feed the cattle
The backlands dried up, the ponds dried out
My Star Cow died
My Cornmeal Ox was gone
I lost everything I had
I could never moo again

Hey, Star Cow, oh, Cornmeal Ox

Today in the southern lands
Far from my native land
When I see in front of me
A herd passing by
Tears start flowing from my eyes
I immediately start to cry
I remember my Star Cow
And my beautiful Cornmeal Ox
With longing for the Northeast
I feel like mooing

Hey, Star Cow, oh, Cornmeal Ox