Carcará

Carcará
Out in the backcountry
It's a creature that flies like an airplane
It's a wicked bird
Has a beak like a hawk
Carcará
When it sees a burnt field
It flies away, singing,
Carcará
It goes to hunt
Carcará eats even burnt snakes
When the rainy season comes
The backcountry has no more burnt fields
Carcará still doesn't go hungry
The lambs born in the lowlands
Carcará
Catches, kills, and eats
Carcará
Won't die of hunger
Carcará
More courage than a man
Carcará
Catches, kills, and eats
Carcará is wicked, is brave
Is the eagle from my backcountry
The newborn lambs can't walk
It pulls their belly button until they die
Carcará
Catches, kills, and eats
Carcará
Won't die of hunger
Carcará
More courage than a man
Carcará