Pout Pourri São João (feat. Assisão)

Ahô, burn the bonfire, Assisão
It's just joy

I made a little bonfire
Waiting for my love
Took over the yard
The forró heated up

It's dawn, who I wanted has arrived
It was the gift of luck, of the beauty that appeared
Hey, tralalá, oh, I'll sing with joy
Who waits always achieves, my grandfather used to tell me, what

Day broke (hey), trail in the sand
My mermaid, São João is a love
Day broke, trail in the sand
My mermaid, São João is a love

Ahô, hi, everyone dragging their feet

A-hai
Let's go
São João is good for that, right?
Thank God
(Now focus here, don't slack off)

And the bonfire burns, burns (burned)
And let there be love and let there be fire, let there be fire and let there be love
And the bonfire burns, burns (burned)
And let there be love and let there be fire, let there be fire and let there be love

And the accordion when it cries
Piririm, piririm, piririm
It's the forró that's on fire
Piririm, piririm, piririm
And the accordion when it cries
Piririm, piririm, piririm
It's the forró that's on fire
Piririm, piririm, piririm

It's so nice, a lively forró
You hear the tapping of the brunettes in the hall
Ask Saint Peter, patron saint
That like a marriage, Saint Anthony the matchmaker

You like me, oh, little black girl
I like you too (oh, little black girl)
I'll ask your father
To marry you
You like me, oh, little black girl
I like you too (oh, little black girl)
I'll ask your father, oh, little black girl
To marry me

And the bonfire burns, burns (burned)
Let there be love and let there be fire, let there be fire and let there be love
And the bonfire burns, burns (burned)
Let there be love and let there be fire, let there be fire and let there be love

And the accordion when it cries
Piririm, piririm, piririm
It's the forró that's on fire
Piririm, piririm, piririm
And the accordion when it cries
Piririm, piririm, piririm
It's the forró that's on fire
Piririm, piririm, piririm

You're crazy
(Ah-ai)

O-hoi (I like this one)
(I'm a fan of this song)
(Thank you, okay?)
(Thank you very much)

The four seasons of the year
I do what I want
And all I want is only you
In spring there's a kiss, autumn, desire
And lots of love, every winter and summer
In spring there's a kiss, autumn, desire
And lots of love, every winter and summer

Oh, oh, passion
Oh, oh, passion
Making love, such a pleasant and decent chat
I'm your rising sun, I'm a silly star
Making love, such a pleasant and decent chat
I'm your rising sun, I'm a silly star

It's as if the world is ours
I can't forget you, it's an obsession
In spring there's a kiss, autumn, desire
And lots of love, every winter and summer
In spring there's a kiss, autumn, desire
And lots of love, every winter and summer

Ah
(Go, go) there
(Thank you very much, master)
Wow, bonfire

This year I'm going back to the countryside
To stay for São João, party with more than a thousand
See the old folks shooting with a musket
And the young folks in the yard shooting fire without a gun
This year I'm going back to the countryside
To dance for São João, party with more than a thousand
See the old folks shooting with a musket
And the young folks in the yard shooting fire without a gun

The kids playing 'ané'
Corn cake and coffee always on the table
And the little brunettes, serving with joy
When it's the next day, there's buchada for sure
(Are you eating there)
(Go, go) and there's a lot of drinking going on by the bonfire
(But man) but it's participating in São João
(Oh, beloved Northeast)
(Hey!)