Tardes Morenas de Mato Grosso

With the queen of my fate
I went to see Allah's garden
Where in the colors of dawn
The thrushes still sing
Brown afternoons of Mato Grosso
I found the world's peace there
Beautiful trees, well-kept
Releasing yellowish flowers
On the sidewalks of Cuiabá

Sad Sunday of farewell
The guitar cries over at Crispim
I left my beloved Mato Grosso
But I came crying for the Goddess
I wrote her a simple verse
The universe smiled at me
My guitar shone in the fields
Thanks to the swarms of fireflies
In the green fields of Coxim

A new dawn so radiant
Happened and I moved on
In Campo Grande, I passed thinking
Why do I want someone else?
Another love so sudden
Sometimes worth more than a hundred
I treated it in such a fancy way
That beautiful charming face
That coy look of someone who cares

Goodbye, Mato Grosso queen
I don't know if it was my good or my bad
All I know is that in my life
I never knew another love like this
Goodbye, sweet little thing
Living statue, sculptural
Goodbye, girl with a frank speech
Who has the grace, beauty, and flair
Of the white heron of the Pantanal