Composer: Alceu Valença
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Eu vejo a vida como colcha de retalho
É amarelo, é encarnado, é azulão
Num dia ama, no outro me engana
Vem do mato, da fulô do imburana
Do azevém, do gravatá, do riachão
Eu vejo a vida como colcha de retalho
É amarelo, é encarnado, é azulão
Num dia ama, no outro me engana
Vem do mato, da fulô do imburana
Do azevém, do gravatá, do riachão
Descendo das capitanias, das confrarias
Dos obséquios, nasci vaca de presépio e desgarrei pra me salvar
Atropelando a hipocrisia, no dia a dia, no verso a verso
Já fui vaca de presépio e desgarrei pra me salvar
Descendo das capitanias
Eu vejo a vida como colcha de retalho
É amarelo, encarnado, azulão
Num dia ama, no outro me engana
Vem do mato, da fulô do imburana
Do azevém, do gravatá, do riachão
Revendo a vida como colcha de retalho
É amarelo, encarnado, azulão
Num dia ama, no outro me engana
Vem do mato, da fulô do imburana
Do azevém, do gravatá, do riachão
Translation
I see life as a patchwork quilt
It's yellow, it's crimson, it's dark blue
One day it loves, the next it deceives me
It comes from the woods, from the imburana flower
From the ryegrass, from the bromeliad, from the big stream
I see life as a patchwork quilt
It's yellow, it's crimson, it's dark blue
One day it loves, the next it deceives me
It comes from the woods, from the imburana flower
From the ryegrass, from the bromeliad, from the big stream
Coming down from the captaincies, from the confraternities
From the obsequies, I was born a nativity cow and strayed to save myself
Trampling hypocrisy, in day to day, in verse to verse
I was already a nativity cow and strayed to save myself
Coming down from the captaincies
I see life as a patchwork quilt
It's yellow, crimson, dark blue
One day it loves, the next it deceives me
It comes from the woods, from the imburana flower
From the ryegrass, from the bromeliad, from the big stream
Reviewing life as a patchwork quilt
It's yellow, crimson, dark blue
One day it loves, the next it deceives me
It comes from the woods, from the imburana flower
From the ryegrass, from the bromeliad, from the big stream
