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| Yellow ipé is in bloom by the road, Every tree looking like it will explode. Cattle are pushed on the roadway en masse, Barely allowing the buses to pass. When we draw near to a river that's wide There is a ferry that we gladly ride. Each tuiuiu that we pass is a sight, Showing his colors of black, red, and white. All capybaras have been left behind, Hoping that they isolation can find. Oh, Pantanal, you have much to disclose. We are so happy your solace we chose. | ||
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