Jeito de Mato (part. Almir Sater)

Where do those eyes so sad come from?
They come from the countryside where the Sun sets
From the gift of land that your back adjusts
And sleeps serene, dreams in the moonlight

Where does that voice so cheerful come from?
From the rain that insists, but the sky rejects
From the bush, from fear, from the sad loss
But that the Sun rescues, burns and delights

There is a stone road that passes through the farm
It's your destiny, it's your path, where your songs are born
The storms of time that mark your history
Fire that burns in memory and ignites hearts

Yes, from your feet on the ground flowers bloom
Your soft voice soothes the pains
And spreads vivid colors through the air
Ah, ah, ah
Yes, from your eyes come waterfalls
Seven lagoons, honey and games
Foams waves, waters of your sea
Ah, ah, ah
Êeh, laiá