Vida No Campo

The rooster crowed, it's morning
The golden edge of the day is emerging
It brightened up, the birds wake up celebrating
And nature smiling

Country life is ripe fruit
Friendship is pure, it's honey in the heart
Cattle in the pen, cornmeal with milk
Coffee with cheese, I like some cream cheese
I'll tell you
I wouldn't trade this life for anything in the world
I won't leave this place

When it's noon
The cicada fills the world with sound in great joy

Nightfall
The buddy's talk: The calf
It was the jaguar who ate