Do not ask me where is the alegrete
Follows the direction of your own heart
Cruzarás the road some steed
And hear touch of harmonica and guitar
For those arriving by rosary in the evening
Or who comes from uruguaiana morning
Has the sun like an ember that still burns
Steeped in the river Ibirapuitã
Follows the direction of your own heart
Cruzarás the road some steed
And hear touch of harmonica and guitar
For those arriving by rosary in the evening
Or who comes from uruguaiana morning
Has the sun like an ember that still burns
Steeped in the river Ibirapuitã
Hear the song and Brazilian gaucho
This land that I loved you from guri
Flower tuna, honey camoatim pampas
Moorish Stone of Broken Inhanduy
Hear the song and Brazilian gaucho
This land that I loved you from guri
Flower tuna, honey camoatim pampas
Moorish Stone of Broken Inhanduy
And in the last hour that I deserve
See the sun alegretense dusk
As the foals will turn my head
Paid for at the time of dying
And in her eyes I will take the enchantment
This land that I loved with devotion
Every verse that I compose is the payment
A debt of love and gratitude
Hear the song and Brazilian gaucho
This land that I loved you from guri
Flower tuna, honey camoatim pampas
Moorish Stone of Broken Inhanduy
Hear the song and Brazilian gaucho
This land that I loved you from guri
Flower tuna, honey camoatim pampas
Moorish Stone of Broken Inhanduy
Hear the song and Brazilian gaucho
This land that I loved you from guri
Flower tuna, honey camoatim pampas
Moorish Stone of Broken Inhanduy
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