Luar do Sertão

There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry
There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry

The moon rises behind the green forest
It looks more like a silver sun, silvering the vastness
And we grab the guitar and strum
And the song is full moon, born from our hearts

There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry
There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry

But how beautiful it is to see later, through the bushes
The stream calmly sliding, transparent like a veil
In the blue bed of its waters murmuring
In turn stealing the stars from the sky

There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry
There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry

The most beautiful thing in this world doesn't exist
Than hearing a sad rooster, in the backcountry it makes moonlight
It seems like the soul of the moon descending
Hidden in the throat of that rooster sobbing

There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry
There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry

Oh, how I miss the moonlight from my homeland
There in the hills whitening dry leaves on the ground
This moonlight here in the city so dark
Doesn't have that longing for the moonlight from the backcountry

There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry
There ain't, oh folks, oh, no
Moonlight like the one from the backcountry