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Ary Lobo

Vítimas Do NordesteVictims of the Northeast

Ary Lobo · Poeira De Ritmos Dust of Rhythms (1963)

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Composer: Ary Lobo

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O meu patrão

Quanta tristeza

O nordeste se acabou

Se foi a seca

Quase arrasa tudo

Agora chega a chuva

E tudo se afogou


Ate parece um dilúvio

Nunca vi chover assim

A tanto tempo não chovia tanto

O mundo ate parece que chegou ao fim


Nordestino em desespero

Foge da inundação

Nosso destino e viver fugindo

Fugir da seca brava e agora do trovão


Venho lhe pedir de novo

Pro senhor nos ajudar

Sair das águas que carrega tudo

Carrega tudo e em breve nada ficara


Eu prometo nunca mais

Pedir chuva pro sertão

O que Jesus fizer esta bem feito

Aqui vou terminar pedindo a Deus perdão

Translation

My boss

What sadness

The Northeast is over

The drought is gone

Almost destroys everything

Now the rain arrives

And everything drowned


It even looks like a flood

I've never seen it rain like this

It hasn't rained so much in so long

The world even seems to have come to an end


Northeasterner in despair

Flees the flood

Our destiny is to live fleeing

Fleeing the fierce drought and now the thunder


I come to ask you again

For you to help us

Get out of the waters that carry everything

Carry everything and soon nothing will remain


I promise never again

To ask for rain for the backlands

What Jesus does is well done

Here I will finish asking God for forgiveness

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