Moenda Velha
Zeca Pagodinho
Old Sugar Mill
Old sugar mill
In the new mill
Put the sugar cane juice
Good moonshine for this crowd
Pure moonshine, liquor
Drink of our people
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Drink of our people
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Drink of our people
Old sugar mill...
And tasting after the mix
The good moonshine coming from the cane
Came down from the mill
Forget the wickedness
Of these profane people
I'm carrying it on my back, in my talk
Swallowing toads
And a bitter taste in my throat
No remedy came
Only a good sip
That comes from the mill
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Drink of our people
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Drink of our people
Old sugar mill...
Moonshine with a good kick
If it goes down the throat
Increases courage
In the chest and in the race
I bring the girl close to me
I arrive home so well
When I drink distillery cane
But the one from the bar leaves me without energy
I don't know where I come from, I sleep in the garden
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Drink of our people
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Drink of our people
