Escolta de Vagalumes

Returning to my homeland I was reborn
In the years I was away I think I died
I died of missing my parents, siblings, and companions
At dusk in the old yard
We sang the most beautiful songs

Tuned guitar and perfect duet in voice
Far away I didn't sing, my chest hurt
In the big city, I only had illusions

But I came back, I came back, I came back
And passing through the gate, the forest, and the perfume
I was escorted by the fireflies
For it was a beautiful moonlit night

But I cried, I cried, I cried
Seeing my parents, my siblings coming towards me
Happiness mixed my tears
With the night dew of this place

I made money out there, but it was all in vain
Nature is my world, I am the backlands
Running through the flowery fields like a boy
Forgetting the sorrows and the follies
That life outside provided me

Listening to the sabiá singing and the mourning dove
And the happiness of a great kiskadee
That seems to say my friend has returned

But I came back, I came back, I came back
And passing through the gate, the forest, and the perfume
I was escorted by the fireflies
For it was a beautiful moonlit night

But I cried, I cried, I cried
Seeing my parents, my siblings coming towards me
Happiness mixed my tears
With the night dew of this place