Traducir a
I believe this word travels incognito
Except among all the children of Brazil
It's a hot word that sticks to your skin
Just like a murmur on a stream
Sertao
Oh imagine the Sertao
Where the bells ring
Hanging on hats
Of cangaceiros, cangaceiros
Cangaceiros, cangaceiros
In a great desert without water
Imagine the Sertao
It's a big desert without water
Where horses survive
Of cangaceiros, cangaceiros
Cangaceiros, cangaceiros
He had lived there for 15 years already
Didn't know anything else about Brazil
Neither the hot rhythms, nor the wave nor the water
Not even the carnival bacchanals
Carnival
But he was from Sertao
Like a stream gets bogged down
And dreamed of a big hat
From cangaceiro, cangaceiro
Cangaceiro, cangaceiro
To leave as soon as possible
He was from Sertao
Like a bird flies away
Who never goes very high
In the light
Then towards Earth
Among the stones
Coming back soon
But he was from Sertao
Like a stream gets bogged down
And dreamed of a big hat
From cangaceiro, cangaceiro
Cangaceiro, cangaceiro
To leave as soon as possible
He was from Sertao
Like a stream gets bogged down
And dreamed of a big hat
From cangaceiro, cangaceiro
Cangaceiro, cangaceiro
