Natureza

Look sir how beautiful nature is
In the backlands, how much beauty God made for us to see
The Moonlight on the reflected waters
Has a color similar to the ipê flowers.

There is no, there is no place like here
The Moon resides in the backlands where I was born

Look sir, the murmuring waterfall
The mist rising up there at the river bend
The johnny-wren made its well-lined nest
To sleep peacefully on cold nights

There is no, there is no place like here
The Moon resides in the backlands where I was born

Look sir, a countryman singing
Revealing his complaints to his friend, the guitar
With great pride I tell you face to face
It is also here that poetry and song are born

There is no, there is no place like here
The Moon resides in the backlands where I was born
There is no, there is no place like here
The Moon resides in the backlands where I was born