Aquarela do Brasil

Brazil
My Brazilian Brazil
My mischievous mulatto
I will sing to you
In my verses
Oh Brazil, samba that gives
Swing, that makes you sway
Oh Brazil of my love
Land of Our Lord
Brazil, Brazil
For me, for me

Oh open the curtain of the past
Take the black mother from the cerrado
Put the Congo king in the congado
Brazil, Brazil

Let
The troubadour sing again
The melancholic moonlight
Every song of my love
I want
To see Lady Sá walking
Through the halls dragging
Her lace dress
Brazil, Brazil
For me, for me

Brazil
Good and tasty land
Of the charming brunette
With an indifferent look
Oh Brazil, green that gives
For the world to admire
Oh Brazil, of my love
Land of Our Lord
Brazil, Brazil
For me, for me

Oh, that coconut tree
Where I tie my hammock
On clear moonlit nights
Brazil, Brazil
Oh these murmuring fountains
Where I quench my thirst
And where the moon comes to play
Oh, this Brazil
Beautiful and tanned
Is my Brazilian Brazil
Land of samba and pandeiro
Brazil, Brazil
For me, for me