Ndéve Guarâ Santani
Los Troveros de América
Memory of Santani
A tender song I want to offer you when remembering my Santaní
Flourishing orchard cradle of loves where I have always lived happily
The town seems like white doves that land on a hill
They offer their very blue waters, the famous Ykua Pa'i
Listen to me, young woman, I want to tell you
I will tell you about the beautiful Santaní
And if you want to know about the Tapirãkuãi
And my soul will be filled with music
And in the serenade, I will tell you, and I will confess
I always remember a sad day when I left at dawn
Behind were pleasant memories in that town of Santaní
There my dear mother stayed, already very old, praying for me
Also, my beloved, resigned, with deep sorrow, saw me leave
