Cuitelinho

I arrived at the edge of the port
Where the waves spread
The heron turns around
And sit on the edge of the beach
And the little cuitelinho doesn't like it
Let the rosebud fall, oh, oh, oh

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When I came from my land
I said goodbye to my relatives
I passed through Mato Grosso
I entered Paraguayan lands
There was a revolution there
I faced strong battles, oh, oh, oh

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Your longing cuts
Like razor steel
The heart is distressed
One hits, the other misses
The eyes fill with water
That even the sight gets disturbed

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