Carmelita

Arriving in the month of November, with the first rain
The cowboys gather in front of the mud house
They go to check the pasture in the field, if the grass is already grown, hey
The cowboy from the farm is the first to get dressed
Mounted on his beautiful and very fast horse
And goes out to the field thinking about the farmer's daughter, hey

Running through the caatinga, rolling on top of the saddle
Avoiding thorns, cat's claw, and favela
Howling in verses thinking about the beauty of the maiden, hey
Saying in his howl: Oh, gentle and beautiful cow
Instead of the bell, a beautiful ribbon bow
Her name is Rosa do Carmo, also known as Carmelita, hey

When the cowboys gather in front of the mud house
A man with a soft voice starts singing a tune
That the farmer's daughter immediately falls in love with, hey
Carmelita, when she sees her true love
All dressed in leather, she starts to panic
Mom, let me leave on the back of the cowboy's horse, hey

The cowboy, falling ill, throws his leathers on the bed
Through the field, the cattle moo as if calling for him
At the corral gate, all the calves bellow, hey

He says: When I die, put in my coffin
My leather uniform, chaps, hat, and jacket
So I can play with Saint Peter at the sorting parties, hey
Don't forget to put the spurs and the hat
The picture of the horse I always called Xexéu
So I can play with Saint Peter at the rodeos in heaven, hey

He says: When I die, I don't want crying or tears
I want my leather hat and a red shirt
With the letters written beautifully: He was the King of Rodeos, hey
I finish saying goodbye to the tabuleiros mountains
To the chains of the plateaus throughout Brazil
To the corrals and drinks of all the farmers, hey