Meu Velho Ipojuca
Flávio José
My Old Ipojuca
How many times
I drove my mother crazy
The Ipojuca river
Galopping towards the sea
The river is rising
It's raining, I'm scared
Water is not a toy
Boy, don't go there
Boy, don't go there
Mom, time passes
And I take on this challenge
Nature, it arrives crying
Asking
If the little fish
Miss the river
If the washerwoman
Has a reason to sing
My old Ipojuca
Your mirror no longer shines
And on this path
You seem just like me
Sheet of stone
And dream of a baroness
In this sadness
Accepting your punishment
The river is rising
It's raining, I'm scared
Water is not a toy
Boy, don't go there
Boy, don't go there
