Composer: As Galvão, Daniel
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Como é bonito estender-se no verão
As cortinas do sertão na varanda das manhãs
Deixar entrar pedaços de madrugada
E sobre a colcha azulada
Dorme calma a lua irmã
Cheiro de relva
Trás do campo a brisa mansa
Que nos faz sentir criança
A embalar milhões de ninhos
A relva esconde as florzinhas orvalhadas
Quase sempre abandonadas
Nas encostas dos caminhos
A juriti madrugadeira da floresta
Com seu canto abre a festa
Revoando toda a selva
O rio manso caudaloso se agita
Parecendo achar bonita
A terra cheia de relva
O sol vermelho se esquenta e aparece
O vergel todo agradece
Pelos ninhos que abrigou
Botões de ouro se desprendem dos seus galhos
São as gotas de orvalho
De uma noite que passou
Cheiro de relva
Trás do campo a brisa mansa
Que nos faz sentir criança
A embalar milhões de ninhos
A relva esconde as florzinhas orvalhadas
Quase sempre abandonadas
Nas encostas dos caminhos
A juriti madrugadeira da floresta
Com seu canto abre a festa
Revoando toda a selva
O rio manso caudaloso se agita
Parecendo achar bonita
A terra cheia de relva
Translation
How beautiful it is to stretch out in the summer
The curtains of the backlands on the porch of the mornings
To let in pieces of dawn
And on the bluish bedspread
The sister moon sleeps calmly
Scent of grass
The gentle breeze brings from the field
That makes us feel like children
Rocking millions of nests
The grass hides the dewy little flowers
Almost always abandoned
On the slopes of the roads
The early morning juriti of the forest
With its song opens the party
Fluttering throughout the jungle
The gentle, mighty river stirs
Seeming to find beautiful
The land full of grass
The red sun warms up and appears
The whole orchard gives thanks
For the nests it sheltered
Golden buds detach from their branches
They are the drops of dew
From a night that has passed
Scent of grass
The gentle breeze brings from the field
That makes us feel like children
Rocking millions of nests
The grass hides the dewy little flowers
Almost always abandoned
On the slopes of the roads
The early morning juriti of the forest
With its song opens the party
Fluttering throughout the jungle
The gentle, mighty river stirs
Seeming to find beautiful
The land full of grass
