Terra Seca

(Work, work, man)
(Work, work, man)
The man is soaked in sweat
The man's hands
Are just calloused
Oh, my lord
The man is old
Can't take it
This land so hard
So dry, dusty

(Work, work, man)
(Work, work, man)
The man asks for permission to stop
The man can't work anymore
(Work, man)
The man is soaked in sweat
(Work, work, man)
The man's hands are just calloused
(Work, work, man)
Oh, my lord
The man is old
Can't take it
This land so hard
So dry, dusty
(Work, work, man)
(Work, work, man)
The man asks for permission to stop
The man can't work anymore

When the man arrived here
He was livelier and quicker than the saci
He crossed these rivers
These forests
These endless fields
The man was young and life
A toy to me
But that time has passed
And this land has dried up
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Old age has come
And the toy broke
Oh, oh
Sir
The old man regrets having ended
Sir
The old man carries this tired body
But that time has passed
And this land has dried up
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Old age has come
And the toy broke
Oh, oh
Sir
The old man regrets having ended
Sir
The old man carries this tired body