Avoante
Flávio José
Avoante
When the stream turns into a stone path
And avoante goes away to look for green on the ground
The dry land remains alone and in silence
Comparing, I think: my heart is the same
Like the rain, you came in the winter
Perfuming my home and brightening my life
But when the sun drank the reservoir until it dried up
Who could imagine it would take you away
I only resisted because I was born in the foothills
And for those from my land, resistance is a profession
Northeasterners are tough as nails
Life bends but can't break them
I survived and here I am telling the tale
With that same guitar that made you fall in love
Your absence gave a delicate theme
That helps gather the cattle every time I sing (2x)
Hey hey hey hey, cattle...
Hey hey hey, longing... (3X)
I only resisted because I was born in the foothills
And for those from my land, resistance is a profession
Northeasterners are tough as nails
Life bends but can't break them
I survived and here I am telling the tale
With that same guitar that made you fall in love
Your absence gave a delicate theme
That helps gather the cattle every time I sing (2x)
Hey hey hey hey, cattle...
Hey hey hey, longing... (Repeat)