A Paisagem

Laa lalaia lalaia oh
Laa oh oh lalaia
Laa lalaia lalaia oh
Laa oh oh

The lush plain
Perfumed with the essence of the flower
Nature smiled
In its eagerness for love
The people with gallantry
In the freedom they dreamed of

Laa lalaia lalaia oh
Laa oh oh lalaia
Laa lalaia lalaia oh
Laa oh oh

The storm came
The blue sky covered
The landscape was lost
The gift of primacy was gone
But I cheered with the drought
When the mirage appeared
I'm casting poetry

Laa lalaia lalaia oh
Laa oh oh lalaia
Laa lalaia lalaia oh
Laa oh oh

There's a bull lying on the line
Cows loose in the pen
Muleteers with feet on the ground
Dodging the mud
The bellow of the lead bull
Returned to its natural tone

Laa lalaia lalaia oh
Laa oh oh lalaia
Laa lalaia lalaia oh
Laa oh oh