Chitãozinho e Xororó

I wouldn't trade my little ranch
Tied up with vine
For a house in the city
Not even a bungalow

I live there in the desert
Without neighbors, I live alone
Only brings me joy when it chirps
There in those remote places

The tinamou and the mourning dove
It's the tinamou and the mourning dove

When dawn breaks
The rooster crows
The owl cries sadly
On the ridge of the granary

When evening comes
The jaó cries sadly
Only brings me joy when it chirps
There in those remote places

It's the tinamou and the mourning dove
It's the tinamou and the mourning dove

I don't get along with the red soil
Nor with the dry wide dust
In the lowland of the sandy soil
I feel a greater pleasure

The dove when walking
In the sandy soil makes a trail
Only brings me joy when it chirps
There in those remote places

It's the tinamou and the mourning dove
It's the tinamou and the mourning dove

I go hunting
Long before the sun rises
Shotgun with cartridges
Patrona of tiracó
I have a horn and a dog
To make a commotion
Only brings me joy when it chirps
There in those remote places

It's the tinamou and the mourning dove
It's the tinamou and the mourning dove

When I hear news
That another sings better
My heart sways
I feel a bit dizzy
A sigh comes out of my chest
Like a Gévelot bullet
Only brings me joy when it chirps
There in those remote places

It's the tinamou and the mourning dove
It's the tinamou and the mourning dove