Pagode do Grotão
Ronaldo Viola e Praiano
Grotão Pagode
The coconut tree makes the coconut
And the man makes the hole
The hoe makes the grave
And the handle makes the callus
The beautiful dawn
Is made by the rooster's crow
What makes the bell toll
Is the strike of the clapper
Who mistreated my people
I saw fall off the horse
In the Academy of Letters
Great men are there
Within this academy
I want to sing on the day
The Grotão Pagode
Who walks with God in front
Has no fear of the Devil
I found a rattlesnake
A venomous and fierce creature
Of the venomous snake
Smooth like okra
To put inside this guitar
I removed its rattle from the tail
In the mountain of sadness
In the pagode is where I collapse
In the Academy of Letters
Great men are there
Within this academy
I want to sing on the day
The Grotão Pagode
My pagode is a chestnut horse
Named Corta-Vento
There in the arena it becomes a lightning
Runs faster than thought
From the strings of my guitar
I made the reins with talent
I'm the Jockey of Grotão
My name is Pedra Noventa
In the arena of singing
My pagode breaks
In the Academy of Letters
Great men are there
Within this academy
I want to sing on the day
The Grotão Pagode
