Canoeiro

Sunday afternoon I was really idle
I invited my friends to go fishing in the lagoon
We took our fishing gear, oh, oh, we went fishing in a canoe!

I brought my gear to have a good fishing
We were cutting through the water in my old canoe
I spotted the heron from afar, oh, oh, as I approached, it flew

I went downstream, paddling my canoe
I entered a backwater, to come out in another lagoon
It's the calm of the Rio Pardo, oh, oh, where the painted fish thrive

To catch good fish is hard work, we sweat
I throw timbó in the water, stunning the fish
I cast the net and shout, (oh) oh, the golden fish gather

The river was rising, covering the canoe
I followed the tide, and docked my canoe
With each paddle stroke I gave, oh, oh, the bow swayed