Who bothers many people,

But this guilt is easy

To end at once:

Just remove the curtain

And light comes into this darkness.

A curtain of raw brim caipora,

With a grab web

And a bad adornment of a country man,

Speak Brazilian

That you see beautiful

So much light in this capoeira

Like a gupiara.

I mix everything in a bag,

But a Gaucho maranhense

Who stops in Mato Grosso,

Beat this Angu lump

See caruru soup;

Life is really a hole,

Fool is who isn’t the armadillo!

I am a difficult writer,

But fault of who is!

All difficult is easy,

Enough we know.

Bajé, pixé, chué, ôh "xavié"

So easy if it turned fossil,

The hard part is learning!

Virtue of urubutinga

To see all far away,

No need to wear a thong

To penetrate my caçanje!

You know the French "singe"

But you don’t know what guariba is?

"Well, it's monkey, bro,

He who knows is foreign.