Lyrics and translation Dorival Caymmi - Por Causa Desta Cabocla

Por Causa Desta Cabocla

À tarde, quando de volta da serra
Com os pés sujinhos de terra
Vem a caboca passar

As flores vem pra beira do caminho
Pra ver aquele jeitinho
Que ela tem de caminhar

E quando ela na rede adormece
E o seio moreno esquece de na camisa ocultar
As rolas, as rolas também morenas
Cobrem de o colo de penas pra ele se agasalhar

Na noite dos seus cabelos os grampos
São feitos de pirilampos
Que as estrelas querem chegar

E as águas dos rios que vão passando
Fitam seus olhos pensando
Que já chegaram ao mar
Com ela dorme toda a natureza
Emudece a correnteza
Fica o céu todo apagado

Somente com o nome dela na boca
Pensando nesta caboca
Fica um caboco acordado

Because of This Cabocla

In the afternoon, when returning from the mountains
With her little feet dirty with earth
The cabocla comes passing by

The flowers come to the edge of the path
To see that little way
That she has of walking

And when she falls asleep in the hammock
And forgets to hide her dark bosom in her shirt
The doves, the doves also dark
Cover her bosom with feathers to keep her warm

In the night of her hair, the hairpins
Are made of fireflies
That the stars want to reach

And the waters of the rivers that pass by
Gaze at her eyes thinking
That they have already reached the sea
With her, all nature sleeps
The current falls silent
The whole sky is dark

Only with her name on his lips
Thinking of this cabocla
A caboclo remains awake