Vida Boa

I wanted a good life
Gentle like drizzle with a taste like grape
I wanted a carefree life under a canopy
Or sleeping on a rainy day
I would live a league away
Having good wine, I would spend the year well
I would dance at gatherings always having a drink
I would never be in trouble

I'll have to live in Caxia
There's never a shortage of girls, life there is one hundred percent
Right in the middle of the week, if I had some extra money
I would go for a walk in Bento
Sitting on a porch, I listen to the radio playing a song by Anzolin
The jug is right in the middle
The jug that was full
The jug that's going to the end

How good is the land of Caxia
Beautiful girls with good dreams
If this girl's father is a foreigner
I'll tie the horse and shake his hand

I wanted a good life, gentle like drizzle with a taste like grape
I wanted a carefree life, under a canopy
Sleeping on a rainy day
Eating manjar, polenta, and radicci, my God, what an appetite
I wouldn't leave there anymore
Dancing Lá verdinela, I leave the woman in the kitchen
I'll watch the girls go by

I'll have to live in Caxia