Vaqueiro Nordestino

I'm a northeastern cowboy, herding cattle is my destiny
I'm the king of rodeos, herding cattle since I was a boy
I bring down the fat calf, it loses its way

Thanks to the ox, thanks, cowboy
In the heat of the rodeo, the Brazilian people live
Thanks to the ox, thanks, cowboy
In the heat of the rodeo, the Brazilian people triumph

My greatest joy is the cattle separation party
To my godfather Padre Ciço, I ask for your protection
Cachaça and beautiful women are my downfall

To see the ox fall, a man must be brave
Good and swift horse, wrist and strength in the arm
Whoever has a tricky ox, bring it here and I'll sort it out