Caipira/Majestade o Sabiá (feat. Chitãozinho & Xororó)

What I wear is not linen
I walk with my feet on the ground
And the singing of a bird
Is a song to me
I live with the dust of the hoe
Embedded in my nose
I bring the field well planted
To serve my country

I am this way and I don't change
In the countryside we have everything
And life is not a lie
I am free like a stream
I am a wild animal
I am proud to be a hillbilly

I didn't have an education
I only know how to work
In this country house
Whoever arrives is welcome
If I have calloused hands
It's from the plow breaking the ground
If my skin is burnt
It's from the strong sun of the backlands

Ah! I'm going now
To a place all mine
I want a lazy hammock to lie down
Around me a symphony of sparrows
Singing for the majesty of the Sabiá

My thoughts
Take shapes and I travel
I go wherever God wants
A video tape that inside me
Portrays all my unconscious
Naturally

I'm going now to take a waterfall bath
I want to enter the woods
Where Oxossi is the God
Here I see beautiful and wild plants
All giving me passage
Perfuming my body