É sábado o dia
Tchê Barbaridade
It's Saturday, the day
Tonight at this dance I want to have a blast
The swing I dance, I don't get tired, you can bet
The dawn can come in just playing the vanerão
The accordion player dies before the gauchão
The gauchão here is famous throughout this region
And the dancing women compete to dance with me
I even took a fandango course to improve myself
I'm picky, I choose my partner carefully
It's dancing on the foot, joy on the face
Hair in the wind, always ready
That's my way for a party
Weekends are for Saturdays
No one will take away my habit of dancing
I was born listening to the accordion shaking non-stop
I will always be a prestigious dancer in the galpão
I have plenty of style and swagger
Bury me next to a CTG when I'm gone
To dance on Saturdays in the middle of the hall
Certainly, on those nights, no one will see me
But they will miss the gauchão
