Festa no Arraiá

Party in the village
It's more than good
To the sound of the accordion, you and me
The Village comes to plant
Happiness at dawn

Party in the village
It's more than good
To the sound of the accordion, you and me
The Village comes to harvest
Happiness at dawn

The rooster crowed
With the birds in the splendor of the morning
I thank God for seeing the day break
The church bell comes to announce
I prepare the coffee, grab the guitar, faithful partner
I walk to the farm, and sow the grain...
Satisfy hunger with the plantation
It's the work...
Plow and cultivate the soil
See the old dream sprout
Feed the world, live well
The emotion will bloom

Hey woman, the buddy arrived
Pull up a chair, let's chat
Put water in the beans
There's firewood in the stove
Make a cornmeal cake

Sweat drips on the hoe
The land is blessed
I need to invest, to know
To progress, to share, to protect
The afternoon falls, I light the oil lamp
The moon settles, adorns the procession
At night, there will be singing
And the samba people are arriving
It's the Village, ground of poetry
Barn of the samba
Village, ground of poetry
Barn of the samba