Noites do Sertão [English translation]

Don't get too frightened, my man, with the night in my backlands

It's more dangerous than poetry, than the judgment of reason

Torment creates histories, it's as lively as the Sun

It's horsemen by the river, it's the body of the breathless girl nearby

Anxious for the warm and stolen caress of your hand

Don't be deceived, as there's no silence in the night

Life speaks more than the city, it has more legends to offer

Don't take too long, she's a virgin, but she knows another woman

Your desire and the dawn only wait for your caress

When it's over

Come close to the window, peek outside and inside

The landscape got wet

Your desire and the dawn only wait for your caress

When it's over

Come close to the window, peek outside and inside

The landscape got wet

Don't get too frightened, my man, with the night in my backlands

In my backlands

• Artist:Milton Nascimento
• Album:Encontros e Despedidas