Composer: Sandra Belê
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Eu vou falar desse povo
Que não faz mal a ninguém
O sertanejo do norte
Que de pau-de-arara vem
Desprotegido da sorte sou
Pau de arara também
Ribaçã se tem fartura
Nunca muda de lugar
Sertanejo se tem chuva
Não deixa a terra natal
Sertanejo é tão feliz
Quando chove no Sertão
Quando a roça tá cheinha
De arroz milho e feijão
Quando ele vem do roçado
Seus filhinhos tão esperando
Quando avistam de longe
Todos eles vão gritando
Eita pai já vem,
Viu mãe pai já vem
Translation
I'm going to speak of these people
Who do no harm to anyone
The backlander from the North
Who comes as a migrant
Unprotected by luck, I am
A migrant too
A *ribaçã* if there's abundance
Never changes its place
A backlander if there's rain
Doesn't leave their homeland
The backlander is so happy
When it rains in the Backlands
When the field is so full
Of rice, corn, and beans
When he comes from the cultivated field
His little children are waiting
When they spot him from afar
All of them go shouting
Oh dad is coming,
See mom, dad is coming
