Canoeira do Araguaia

Thank you my state
I love you like no other
I feel good for being from Goiás
I don't deny my nature

I'm from the north of Goiás
My homeland
From the banks of the Araguaia
To the Bananal island

I have an old canoe
For my navigation
On the waters of that river
My passion grows

I see a dark-skinned Indian
Waving his hand to me
With a beautiful feather loincloth
He makes my heart ache

Contemplating the evening
My oar doesn't disturb
I see a beautiful Carajá
Alone on the white beaches

That tanned face
Where beauty faints
He says my name well
Canoeist of Araguaia