Chão, Pó, Poeira

Ground, dust, dust
Foot on the road
Sun on the head
Damn rain
I was scared before, hey
Mother, look at the morning
Bush, look at the bush
Bush, look at the killer
Knife machete
Cuts thorn
Calloused hand
Breaks the way

Hey, shake off the dust
Swing, swing, swing, swing

Hey, shake off the dust
Swing, swing, swing, swing

Good night is what is wished
Good night is what will be
Even if the night is
Everything that will dawn

Good night is what would be
In case the night is
Everything that would remain
In case of dawn

And even if the night ends
We will continue
Good night I shout from the stage
You answer from there

Ground, dust, dust
Foot on the road
Sun on the head
Damn rain

Hey, shake off the dust
Swing, swing, swing, swing

Hey, shake off the dust
Swing, swing, swing, swing

We will wish good night
To the stars and actors
To the out-of-tune girls
And to the applause of the macho

Ground, dust, dust
Foot on the road
Sun on the head
Damn rain

Ehhhhh!