Cuiabana

I drove my car on the road heading to Cuiabá
I didn't tell anyone, I went to see something I left there
One meter and sixty-eight, hair black as coal
Not two hundred on the speedometer but in the beats of the heart

Ah, here I go again
Cuiabá is hot, our hearts catching fire
Ah, every weekend
I leave my Goiás to chase after this Cuiabana

I looked in the rearview mirror, the beautiful Goiânia stayed behind
If God gives me strength, I'll bring this girl here to Goiás
But if for some reason that smile wants to come back
I'll sell the farm and the cattle and move to Cuiabá

Ah, here I go again
Cuiabá is hot, our hearts catching fire
Ah, every weekend
I leave my Goiás to chase after this Cuiabana