In the rose garden of dreams and fear
By the beds of thorns and flowers
There, I want to see you, hello, hello, you'll catch me
Cold dawn of a strange dream
João woke up, the dog barked
João opened the door, the dream existed
That João ran away, that João would leave
May João disappear from the world
Not even God would find it, Ierê
Morning night of strength trip
Take in lead a day ahead
Palm leaf erases the passage
The ground, in the palm of the hand, the ground, the ground
Round morning of high rocks
Crossed the border of servitude
Olerê, I want to see, olerê
And through bad paths of all sorts
Seeking life, finding death
By the rose sock of the northern quadrant
João, João
A certain Chico called Antonio
On a bay horse which was an old donkey
That in the cold bar already crossed the river
There came Matias whose name is Pedro
Aliás Horà¡cio, aka Simão
There someone called Tião
Called João
Receiving warning, he turned his path
From the north-northeast to the north-north
In the half-life of postponed deaths
A stranger called João
In the glare of the waters in the black desert
A losing anything more courageous fear
There, I want to see you
By seven paths of seventy lucks
Seven hundred lives and seven thousand deaths
This one, Joã o, João
And there was a light day and a dark night
And there was midnight in the heart
Olerê, I want to see olerà ª
Passes seven mountains passes cana brava
In the marsh of souls everything ended
On the old path where the mud hangs
There in the all-end-é- Well, it's over João
In the garden of roses of dreams and fear
In the glare of the waters in the black desert
There, I want see you will read, lará will you catch me