Baile da Mariquinha

Sometimes I remember
Mariquinha's dance
The old xote left behind
And the rancheira that came

The kettle coffee
That the godmother served me
Farofa and mixed beans
With a quarter of flour

The best thing in the world was
Mariquinha's Dance

The weekends arrived
Saturday morning
There was, there was, there was, there was that commotion
Neighbor's gossip

And the old ladies rattled the bell
For the girls in the kitchen
Go put on a new dress, Juracema
Gift from your godmother

Everyone got ready
For Mariquinha's Dance

And the guests of the dance
What a dance, hey
From Mariquinha's dance
Some on foot and on horseback
Others came by cart

And they started to dance
Big and small people
They danced to the half canha
With verses and litanies

Many marriages happened
At Mariquinha's Dance

And the security of the dance
Was top-notch
There was, there was, there was, there was Zapa in charge
And over there in the kitchen, Bijuquinha

And if a fight broke out
Uncle Zapa would attend, take the troublemakers outside
And solve it with a slap

The joy continued
At Mariquinha's Dance