De Chão Batido
Os Serranos
From Beaten Ground
In rough dances from the back of the field
The accordion and the beat will welcome
The cowboy pumps for the boot heel
And destiny gallops in a beaten dream
Dust rises between the shaking
And the rodeo of pretty girls is beautiful
Who has hard work and mature ideas
With a sip of pure, the soul throbs
Atavistic surungo from beaten ground
Weathered roughness in the saddle of time
It rebuilds winterings of lost longings
And saddles life on the back of the wind
It's part of the world of the countryman
To dance proudly on the weekend
The gaucho leans on the arms of the girl
And pokes at fate with a sip of cane
Just being at a fandango of our Rio Grande
To see that this gaucho bond expands
This pure truth that has no age
Is our identity enduring the pull
Atavistic surungo from beaten ground
Weathered roughness in the saddle of time
It rebuilds winterings of lost longings
And saddles life on the back of the wind
