Chuva Chove
Mundo Bita
Rain Rain
A tiny little drop
Drips on our heads
Along with other mischievous drops
Wetting the roofs of the village houses
It made a puddle on the sidewalk, the Sun dried it
Like steam from a kettle, it rose to the sky
In a circle of cotton candy clouds
The thunder drum plays and bathes us
Rain rains gently
Wets that plant where the bird lives
Rain heavy rainstorm
Over the umbrellas that open in the city
A tiny little drop
Drips on our heads
Along with other mischievous drops
Wetting the roofs of the village houses
It made a puddle on the sidewalk, the Sun dried it
Like steam from a kettle, it rose to the sky
In a circle of cotton candy clouds
The thunder drum plays and bathes us
Rain rains gently
Wets that plant where the bird lives
Rain heavy rainstorm
Over the umbrellas that open in the city
