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Trio Sabiá · Forró Raiz 15+ (Vol. 2) Forró Raiz 15+ (Vol. 2) (2025)

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Composer: Trio Sabiá

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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics

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Peguei um pau seco lá no sertão

E desse pau eu fiz um violão

Com ele eu vou por esse mundo afora desabafando o meu peito nesse chão


E quando eu caio no meio de um xaxado puxo do peito coitado já vem cansado

Um canto alegre, mas que traz ele a tristeza, o povo dança arrasta o pé na terra presa

Pra esquecer a seca do sertão


La la la luê, la la la luê

La la la luê, la la la luê

La la la, la la la luê


A enchada bate devagar na terra dura cada batida

É a esperança de fazer uma semente brotar e ver crescer

Mas vem a seca e queima tudo pra valer matando assim o sonho de viver


Eu não entendo esse mundo de meu Deus aqui no norte lágrimas

Nem caem no chão se evapora vai pro céu não volta não se junta as nuvens

Que vão lá pro sul então para matar afogado meus irmãos


La la la luê, la la la luê

La la la luê, la la la luê

La la la, la la la luê

Translation

I took a dry stick from the backlands

And from that stick I made a guitar

With it I'll go through this world letting out what's in my chest on this ground


And when I fall into the middle of a xaxado, I pull from my chest, poor thing, already comes tired

A happy song, but that brings him sadness, the people dance, dragging their feet on the stuck earth

To forget the drought of the backlands


La la la luê, la la la luê

La la la luê, la la la luê

La la la, la la la luê


The hoe hits slowly on the hard ground each beat

It is the hope of making a seed sprout and watching it grow

But the drought comes and burns everything for good, killing the dream of living


I don't understand this world of my God here in the north tears

Don't even fall on the ground, it evaporates, goes to the sky, doesn't come back, doesn't join the clouds

That go there to the south then to kill my brothers drowned


La la la luê, la la la luê

La la la luê, la la la luê

La la la, la la la luê

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