Tem Dias Que Eu Vou Vadiar

There are days when I'm on the balcony, there are days when I'm going to vadiar
There are days when I'm on the balcony, there are days when I'm going to vadiar
Angola hey, angola hey, angola hey, angola

A hammock on the balcony, a door with a window
Horse loose in the pasture, on the fence its saddle
A white sheet stretched between two guava trees
Wasp house on top of the ridge

Saddle, saddle and rope hanging on the wall
A barrel drinker for the animals to quench their thirst
A hunting dog, a broody hen
A bush killer so the herd doesn't pass through the gate

The sun setting red, twilight approaching
With the clear starry sky and the most beautiful moonlight
The well-swept balcony and the berimbau in hand is the perfect scenario for a vadiation

I just need on the balcony a hammock to swing
A beautiful brunette and a berimbau to play
The partners to train and to vadiar contemplating
The beauty of the moonlight of my backcountry