Iguaria Campeira

By lonching the fatty meat
From a rare barbecue
I fall into the flour
To dry the scalded blood
Hello, country buoy
For a crippled roadster
In the mustache grease
I hit the cane guampa
Giving a special flavor
At campaign meals

Let's pull over the truck
Carving a skewer in bamboo
I bring wood to the fire
Stick the goat on the sticks
Arrange the trivet for the mate
I heat up the rice with meat
After a chinched stomach
Let's continue on the road, partner

Chopping the beef jerky blanket
Black pot rice
It's an old-fashioned recipe
In the creak of the truck
Killing and telling stories
Of dancers and carpeta
In the mustache grease
I hit the cane guampa
Giving a special flavor
At campaign meals

Let's pull over the truck
Carving a skewer in bamboo
I bring wood to the fire
Stick the goat on the sticks
Arrange the trivet for the mate
I heat up the rice with meat
After a chinched stomach
Let's continue on the road, partner

Let's pull over the truck
Carving a skewer in bamboo
I bring wood to the fire
Stick the goat on the sticks
Arrange the trivet for the mate
I heat up the rice with meat
After a chinched stomach
Let's continue on the road, partner