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Luiz Gonzaga · Aboios & Vaquejadas, Nos Caminhos da Fé e São João Na Roça Aboios & Vaquejadas, On the Paths of Faith and São João in the Countryside (2014)

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Composer: Luiz Gonzaga, Jose Marcolino

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Fazenda Cacimba Nova

Foi bonito o teu passado

Ainda estás dando a prova

Pelo o que vê-se a teu lado

Um curral grande, pendido

Um carro velho, esquecido

Pelo sol todo encardido

Sentido, sem paradeiro

Falta de juntas de bois

Que lhe levavam de dois

Obedecendo ao carreiro


Resistente casarão

Em ti as festas rolavam

Quando os vaqueiros brincavam

Em corridas de mourão

Um touro velho berrando

No tronco do pau fungando

Os seus chifres amolando

Com o maior desespero

Um heroísmo tamanho

Em defesa do rebanho

Fazendo medo a vaqueiro


Quem te vê sai suspirando

Lamentando cada instante

Vendo o tempo devorando

O teu passado brilhante

Mas rogo a Deus para um dia

Reinar-te ainda alegria

Paz, sossego e harmonia

Voltando a felicidade

Que um sentimental vaqueiro

Passando no seu terreiro

Solte um aboio de saudade

E, e, e, o, e

E, boi

Translation

Cacimba Nova Farm

Beautiful was your past

You are still giving proof

By what is seen by your side

A large, leaning corral

An old, forgotten cart

All grimy by the sun

Felt, without a destination

Lack of yokes of oxen

That carried it in pairs

Obeying the cart driver


Resilient big house

In you the parties rolled

When the vaqueiros played

In fence post races

An old bull bellowing

Snorting at the tree trunk

Sharpening its horns

With the greatest despair

Such heroism

In defense of the herd

Frightening the vaqueiro


Whoever sees you leaves sighing

Lamenting every moment

Seeing time devouring

Your brilliant past

But I pray to God for a day

For joy to still reign in you

Peace, tranquility, and harmony

Happiness returning

That a sentimental vaqueiro

Passing through your yard

Let out an aboio of deep longing

E, e, e, o, e

E, ox

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