Outras Fronteiras

Friend, may I ask why don't you dance the chamamé
Invite the cheerful lady, a good dancer, to teach you
Once you catch the rhythm, you won't even hear the rooster crow
In the style of the border, dancing chamamé

And you, brunette from the other side
One dance is not enough to like each other
And you, brunette from the other side
One day I'll come back to fetch you

In the dances of Campo Grande, Macarajú, and Ponta Porã
Dourados, Aquidauana, Porto Murtinho, and Corumbá
In the arms of a brunette, the night is too short to sway
In the style of the border, dancing chamamé

And when the accordion player is good, there's no border to hold back
No matter the color of the flag, whether it's on this side or that
Brazilians, Bolivians united in the drink with Paraguay
In the style of the border, dancing chamamé in the Sapucaí