Onde o Xaxado Tá
Carla Visi
Where is the Xaxado
Where is my xaxado wandering
Since rock is so talked about
And xaxado hasn't even been heard
I'm all worried
To dance the xaxado
If there's no xaxado
I'll leave Brazil
Godmother said
Godmother said she knows
Please tell me, godmother
Where will the xaxado be
I'm Brazilian
Almost became a seminarian
Godmother, give me a clue
To xaxá until I die
The xaxado is
In the sandal of the scoundrel
In the soldier's rifle
In the order of the delegate
In the origin of the system
In the darkness of the cinema
In the food of the jurema
In the song of the siriema
Where is the xaxado
Shakes everyone
Altar boy, priest, and believer
Persistent deputy
Osório Duque Estrada
Dom Pedro one and two
Villa-Lobos, Pixinguinha
Leave the rest for later
My godmother had
A son and a bottle
Raised more than ten girls
All of them xaxadeira
Xaxa xaxa xaxadeira
Calls the man for the xaxado
Because xaxá without a man
Has never yielded good results
Where is the xaxado
There are some strange men
Some are poor, others are rich
Some are calm, others are anxious
Some have eyes on the future
Others have never seen that
Some ready to disappear
Others firm to sing
Where is the xaxado
In the backlands of Pernambuco
In the vastness of Ceará
Where is the xaxado
Wherever there's a cabocla
Taking me to dance
