Xote Soledade

Xote of Solitude

Solitude land of strong gaucho
If it's necessary to face death, they don't care about bad weather
And when they grab a twelve-brace lasso
They show they are of good breed when they go to rodeo
Every moment I'm remembering with longing
The people of Solitude when I passed through there
Around my neck, I still carry tied
That colorful scarf that I received as a gift

Good folks, when they enter a fandango
It's Maragato and Chimango, divided by the majority
And in one part, the white scarf is very used
And in the other, it's the colorful one, and everything lives in harmony
For Solitude, I can say with certainty
Your fields have beauty where the cattle roam
I always said with the utmost sincerity
That the fields of Solitude are the yard of Rio Grande

For Solitude, I wrote with my pen
There are every brunette with a charming face
For Solitude left my soul restless
With so many beautiful girls, it looks like a garden of flowers
The girls of Solitude are friendly
They treat an outsider gaucho with cordiality
There I played, sang songs, and made noise
For Solitude is the pride of my Brazilian homeland

Solitude is the center of tradition
People with good hearts, everything is joy there
In every corner, there's a cemetery
Just lose your temper, there's a death every day
I made this xote in homage to Solitude
To ease my longing, I'll go there anytime
Goodbye friend, goodbye brave gaucho
I've paid my tribute, goodbye, I'll bid farewell.