Uma Coisa Puxa Outra

The axe without the handle
Doesn't bring down the forest
Commander without soldiers
Doesn't form his battalion

Without chaos and disorder
I want to see my nation
One thing leads to another
Here's my opinion

Traitor to my country
Doesn't deserve my forgiveness

Without the police on the street
The clerk doesn't work
Without judge, without detective
There's no prison

The judge and the detective
Make the law and take action
One thing leads to another
Here's my opinion

The scoundrel turns into a saint
When the lawyer is good

Without the purebred animal
There's no exhibition
Without competition, without tournament
There's no champion

Without cattle and without troop
There's no cowboy party
One thing leads to another
Here's my opinion

The Barretos Rodeo
Gives the tradition show

Without the peasant's arm
There's no production
There's no soy, no wheat
Nor rice and nor beans

Without the help of agriculture
Nothing goes to the stove
One thing leads to another
Here's my opinion

What would the city be
Without help from the countryside

Without work and without struggle
We don't earn our bread
Without laziness and without ease
We become the boss

For those who like ease
I give cotton soup
One thing leads to another
Here's my opinion

Everyone who lives in the shadow
Sheds sweat on the ground