Cuitelinho
Pena Branca e Xavantinho
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Little Knife
I arrived at the edge of the port
Where the waves crash and spray
The herons make a quick turn
And settle by the beach
And the little knife doesn't like
When the rosebud falls, oh oh
Then when I left my hometown
I said goodbye to my family
I entered Mato Grosso
And stepped into Paraguayan lands
There was a revolution
I faced a strong fight, oh oh
Your longing cuts
Like the steel of a knife
My heart feels restless
It beats once, then another time
My eyes fill with tears
That even my sight gets blurry, oh oh
Your longing cuts
Like the steel of a knife
My heart feels restless
It beats once, then another time
My eyes fill with tears
That even my sight gets blurry, oh oh