Algodão
Luiz Gonzaga
Cotton
Hits the hoe on the ground
Cleans the cotton foot
Because to win the battle,
You need to be strong, robust, brave or born in the backlands
You have to sweat a lot to earn your bread
And things there are no joke
But when the rich harvest time comes
The worker seeing the fortune delights
Calls the family and goes, through the field goes
Singing happily ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, ai, (2X)
Northeasterner from the north
Let's plant cotton
White gold that makes our people happy
That enriches the country so much
A product from our backlands.
