São João Da-ra-rão

São João da-ra-rão has a
Gaita-ra-rai-ta,
When I play-ró-ró-ca it hits her
All the angel-ró-ran-jos play
Gaita-ra-rai-ta
They play so much-ra-ran-to here on earth.

In the cente-re-rento of the aveni-di-ri-ri-da
There's xaró-po-ró-ró that slipped
Grabbed-sô-rô-rou-se in my
Vesti-di-ri-ri-do,
Gave a pré-gue-ré-ré-ga and left me.

Maria, you're going to the dance,
Take your shawl,
It's going to rain
And then, at dawn; oh! oh!
All wet, oh! oh! you'll die.

Maria, you're going to get married,
I'm going to congratulate you,
I'm going to give you a gift: oh! oh!
Lace skirt, oh! oh!
And two vinténs, oh! oh! oh!

São João la la la la...