Do Brasil

Talking about Brazil without hearing the backlands
Is like being blind in broad daylight
Looking at Brazil and not seeing the backlands
Is like denying the cheese with the knife in hand

This giant in motion
Driven by brick and cement
Needs rice and beans
To have food on the table
To always be grateful
For every piece of bread

Thank Clemente
Who carries the seed
In his bag
Zezé and the laborious ballet
Of stepping on cocoa
Maria who starts the day
In the cornfield
Joana who loves in the sugarcane bed
João who carries
Hope in his truck
To the capital

Remembering Brazil without thinking of the backlands
Is like denying the foundation of a construction
Loving Brazil without praising the backlands
Is shooting in the dark
Missing the mark
In the future
Of our nation

This giant in motion
Driven by brick and cement
Needs rice and beans
To have food on the table
To always be grateful
For every piece of bread

Thank Tião
Who leads the cattle from the pasture to the ravine

Quitéria who harvests misery
When it doesn't rain on the ground
Pereira who shouts at the market
The value of the auction

Zé coco, viola, fiddle, revelry, and song
Zé coco, viola, fiddle, revelry, and song

Loving Brazil is to make
The backlands the capital