Madrugada
Os Mirins
Dawn
The morning star is rising
Announcing the dawn
The old dusty accordion
Plays a shy vaneira
The lantern is dozing off
Announcing the end of the party
The roosters sing up on the perch
And in the commotion, the young folks dance
Dawn is breaking, the day is dawning
The Sun is about to rise
Peeking through the cracks, a remnant of the dance
A melancholic accordion crying in a corner
Down the road, skirmish, horses, the gauchos
Carrying in their dreams the dark-haired girl
Rounding up, maybe another dawn
Down the road, skirmish, horses, the gauchos
Carrying in their dreams the dark-haired girl
Rounding up, maybe another dawn
