A Tristeza Do Jacu

The Jacu that Grandma is raising
He lives locked up in the backyard
And their feathers have already fallen out of disgust
And he's as thin as a penis pincher

And he no longer sings because he lives saddened
For living far from the bush
It hurts us to see a sad bird
Poor guan feeling unwell

There is a Jacu without pity
There is naked Jacu
There is Jacu suffering that makes me emotional

There is a Jacu without pity
There is naked Jacu
There is Jacu suffering that makes me emotional

Please respect nature
It is a duty that every citizen has
Don't use weapons to kill birds
So cute never hurt anyone

They live singing in the shade of Juazeiro
Early in the morning when the sun comes out

The rooster crows in the meadow and the kiskadee
The Guan, Patativa and Nightingale

There is a Jacu without pity
There is naked Jacu
There is Jacu suffering that makes me emotional

There is a Jacu without pity
There is naked Jacu
There is Jacu suffering that makes me emotional

Please respect nature
It is a duty that every citizen has
Don't use weapons to kill birds
So cute never hurt anyone

They live singing in the shade of Juazeiro
Early in the morning when the sun comes out

The rooster crows in the meadow and the kiskadee
The Guan, Patativa and Nightingale

There is a Jacu without pity
There is a naked Jacu
There is Jacu suffering that makes me emotional

There is a Jacu without pity
There is naked Jacu
There is Jacu suffering that makes me emotional

There is a Jacu without pity
There is naked Jacu
There is Jacu suffering that makes me emotional