Luar do Sertão (feat. Simone)

There is no, oh people, oh no
Moonlight like that of the backlands
There is no, oh people, oh no
Moonlight like that of the backlands

Oh, how I miss the moonlight of my land
There in the mountains, whitening dry leaves on the ground
This moonlight, here in the city, is so dark
Don't you miss the moonlight from the backlands?

If the moon rises behind the green forest
It looks more like a silver sun, silvering the solitude
And we take the guitar that plucks
And the song is the full moon rising from our hearts

There is no, oh people, oh no
Moonlight like that of the backlands
There is no, oh people, oh no
Moonlight like that of the backlands

There is no more beautiful thing in this world
Than hearing a sad rooster, in the backlands there is moonlight
It seems as if the soul of the Moon is decanting
Hidden in the throat of this sobbing rooster

Oh, I wish I could die there in the mountains
Embracing my land and sleeping at once
Being buried in a tiny cave
Where, in the afternoon, the sururina cries her widowhood

There is no, oh people, oh no
Moonlight like that of the backlands
There is no, oh people, oh no
Moonlight like that of the backlands

There is no, oh people, oh no
Moonlight like that of the backlands
There is no, oh people, oh no
Moonlight like that of the backlands