A Festa do Milho

The countryman celebrates
The great corn festival
Happy like mom
Who wants her son to come back
In March, he burns the field
On the nineteenth, he plants

The land is already wet
Quickly the corn rises
He cleans it up in April
In May, it releases the tassel
Already all dressed up
Ready for Saint John

On Saint Anthony's day
There's already a burning bonfire
The corn is already ripe
Roasting in the husk
On Saint John and Saint Peter

The most brilliant festival
Because corn pudding and hominy
Complete the corn festival