Aquarela Brasileira

Behold this wonderful scenery
It's a relic episode
That the artist in a brilliant dream
Chose for this carnival
And the asphalt as a runway
Will be the canvas of Brazil in the form of a watercolor
Strolling through the surroundings of the Amazon
I met vast rubber plantations
In Pará, the island of Marajó
And the old Timbó hut.
Walking a little further
I came across beautiful coconut groves
I was in Ceará, land of Irapuã
Of Iracema and Tupa.
I was radiant with joy
When I arrived in Bahia
Bahia of Castro Alves, of acarajé
Of magical nights of candomblé
After crossing the forests of Ipu
I watched in Pernambuco
The festival of frevo and maracatu.
Brasília has its highlight
In art, beauty, and architecture
Enchantment of drizzle through the mountains
São Paulo magnifies our land
From the east to the entire Midwest
Everything is beautiful and has a beautiful hue
The Rio of samba and drumming
Of the hustlers and mulattos
With feverish sways
Brazil,
These our green forests
Waterfalls and cascades
With subtle colors
And this beautiful indigo blue sky
Frame in watercolor my Brazil.
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