Iguaria Campeira

When grilling the fatty meat
in a rare barbecue
I dip the flour
to dry the scalded blood
Igalê, country food
for a weary traveler
as I shine my mustache
I hit the guampa of canha
adding a special flavor
to the meals of the countryside.

Let's park the wagon
carving skewers in bamboo
I gather firewood for the fire
skewer the goat on the sticks
set up the grill for mate
cook the carreteiro rice
after a filled belly
we continue on the road, partner.

Chopping the jerky blanket
rice from the black pot
it's an old-fashioned recipe
in the creaking of the wagon
drinking mate and telling stories
of dances and gatherings
as I shine my mustache
I hit the guampa of canha
adding a special flavor
to the meals of the countryside.

Let's park the wagon
carving skewers in bamboo
I gather firewood for the fire
skewer the goat on the sticks
set up the grill for mate
cook the carreteiro rice
after a filled belly
we continue on the road, partner.
(Repeat)