Maria do monte, nascida e criada
Na [bad word] que fica defronte da fonte sagrada
lenda é antiga, mas há quem a conte
Que descia o monte uma rapariga
P'ra beber na fonte

àquela hora por ela marcada de noite ou de dia
O Chico da Nora na [bad word] esperava a Maria
Seguiam depois, bem juntos os dois, ao longo da estrada
Matar de desejos, a [bad word] beijos
Na fonte sagrada

Mas um certo [bad word] era esperada
Na [bad word] não veio a Maria à hora marcada
Seus olhos divinos p'ra sempre fechou
Aldeia rezou, tocaram os sinos
a fonte secou

àquela hora por ela marcada de noite ou de dia
O Chico da Nora na [bad word] esperava a Maria
Mas oh santo Deus, escureceram- se os céus, finou-se a beldade
diz- se no monte que a velhinha fonte
Secou de saudade

Legend Of The Spring

Maria from the mountain, born and raised
At the crossroads in front of the sacred spring
The legend is old, but someone is there to tell
That a girl went down the mountain
To drink from the spring

And at that time appointed for her, night or day
Chico da Nora waited for Maria at the crossroads
Then the two of them went together along the road
To satisfy desires, the thirst with kisses
At the sacred spring

But one day, as was expected
At the crossroads, Maria did [bad word] at the appointed time
Her divine eyes closed forever
The village prayed, the bells rang
And the spring dried up

And at that time appointed for her, night or day
Chico da Nora waited for Maria at the crossroads
But, oh my God, the heavens darkened, the beauty died
And they say on the mountain that the old spring
Dried up from longing