18.03.2022
Girl From The Coast (Polka Music)
When an ilussion is a water hyacinthFlowing through those waters
Bowing adrift...
When hope is an islet
Where crows and caracaras1
Immediatly make their lair...
The girl from the coast asks, crying:
'Where is my love, praying mantis?'
And the praying mantis, as if nodding 'no'
Sways his body
In the willow branch
Girl from the coast
Blooming ceibo2 of the shore
Woodcutter and laundress
Faithful Paraná's3 daughter
Girl from the coast
Don't wait at the breakwater
'Cause the boat of the woodcutter
May never come back
Boats carrying4
Woods and fruit trees
Go by echoing in silence
Wakes left behind4
Shine, play with the current
Kissing the reed beds
The girl from the coast asks, crying:
'Where is my love, praying mantis?'
And the praying mantis, as if nodding 'no'
Sways his body
In the willow branch