Na Beira do Mato
Garotos do Fandango
By the Edge of the Woods
In a cabin set by the edge of the woods
There I find my happiness
Dealing with the critters, singing with the waters
I drown my sorrows and chase away my longings
On rainy days, I wrangle the horses
And some branches of angico or pitanga
Cleaning for the pigs, raking for the cattle
Maybe later, a bath in the creek
The rumble of the mate breaks the silence of the dawn
The "shh" of the kettle softens the bitterness at the fire's feet
Then I soak myself in love and respect for my home
And I revive my existence in the bitterness of my mate
My yellow dog, my partner in work
Keeps watch over my land, never misses a beat
The fence broke, and the cattle are out
I set the dogs on them and grab the saddle
In the dead of night, a sip of pure
Fishing rod and hook, I head to the creek
The rags for the fish and the bait for the kids
I count on the hoe and the kick of the plow
The rumble of the mate breaks the silence of the dawn
The "shh" of the kettle softens the bitterness at the fire's feet
Then I soak myself in love and respect for my home
And I revive my existence in the bitterness of my mate
