Coxinho

Companion, Coxinho went to live in heaven
Left a shine on the hat of the singers from the lowlands
Companion, Coxinho went to live in heaven
Left a shine on the hat of the singers from the lowlands

I felt sorry for him, for not being able to do anything
But when June comes, I will remember the cattle
I felt sorry for him, for not being able to do anything
But when June comes, I will remember the cattle

Companion, Coxinho went to live in heaven
Left a shine on the hat of the singers from the lowlands
Companion, Coxinho went to live in heaven
Left a shine on the hat of the singers from the lowlands

I felt sorry for him, for not being able to do anything
But when June comes, I will remember the cattle
I felt sorry for him, for not being able to do anything
But when June comes, I will remember the cattle

He mooed, he mooed
He mooed, he mooed
My Brazilian calf, created by nature