Composer: Luiz Gonzaga
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Acauã, acauã vive cantando
Durante o tempo do verão
No silêncio das tardes agourando
Chamando a seca pro sertão
Chamando a seca pro sertão
Acauã,
Acauã,
Teu canto é penoso e faz medo
Te cala acauã,
Que é pra chuva voltar cedo
Que é pra chuva voltar cedo
Toda noite no sertão
Canta o João Corta-Pau
A coruja, mãe da lua
A peitica e o bacurau
Na alegria do inverno
Canta sapo, gia e rã
Mas na tristeza da seca
Só se ouve acauã
Só se ouve acauã
Acauã, Acauã...
Translation
Acauã, acauã lives singing
During the summer time
In the silence of the afternoons, foreboding
Calling the drought to the backlands
Calling the drought to the backlands
Acauã,
Acauã,
Your song is painful and scary
Be quiet, acauã,
So that the rain returns early
So that the rain returns early
Every night in the backlands
João Corta-Pau sings
The owl, mother of the moon
The peitica and the nightjar
In the joy of winter
The toad, gia and frog sing
But in the sadness of the drought
Only acauã is heard
Only acauã is heard
Acauã, Acauã...
