Mineiro de Monte Belo

The eave of the roof is the dwelling of the knife
The Sanhaço bird has green feathers, lives in the quince tree
On the branch of the orange tree, the yellow-breasted thrush
On the arm of this guitar, man from Monte Belo
When I join the catira dance, my feet are like hammers

The jaguar lives in the woods, only comes out to catch the big one
The feet of a beautiful girl live inside the shoe
The king and queen live inside the castle
My voice resides in my chest, that's why I'm cautious
I don't sing in the damp night, I take care of my voice

Marriage is a good thing, two united by a bond
I am in love, only now I reveal myself
She has two fierce brothers, I tame and then tease
Tomorrow I'll take her, first I groom my horse
The journey is dangerous and I take risks and don't cancel

Belt full of bullets, I carry a knife and a gun
If I lose in the cold iron, I resort to the firewood
My finger has no judgment on the trigger when I aim
Hot-blooded countryman, it's in the bullet that I cool down
Woman from Minas, let's go, I win any duel