Baião da Garoa
Luiz Gonzaga
Rain Dance
In the dry land
When the harvest is not good
The thrush doesn't sing
There's no corn and beans
In Paraíba, Ceará, in Alagoas
Migrants passing by
Sing their rojão
Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la
My Saint Peter help me
Send rain, good rain
Drizzle, little drizzle
Even if it's just a light rain
Once it rained in the dry land
Then the thrush sang
There was so much abundance
That the migrant returned
Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la
Hey! Thanks to God
It rained, drizzled
Hey! Thanks to God
It rained, drizzled
And it's been a while
Since it rained for good people
It never drizzled again
Nor gave corn and beans
And the migrant says he didn't give up
Singing his song and singing his baião
Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la
My Saint Peter help me
Send rain, good rain
Drizzle, little drizzle
Even if it's just a light rain
Once it rained in the dry land
Then the thrush sang
There was so much abundance
That the migrant returned
Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la
Hey! Thanks to God
It rained, drizzled
