A girl who was not by chance That I found I looked into his eyes for a few seconds. I fell in love I do not remember much, it's hard to remember But what I can not forget, she's from Ibira Ibirá, of the radiant waters on the Ibirá, the land of my maiden, oh Ibirá One afternoon sitting, in Urupes, a story was born, love grew, I'll tell you This beautiful damsel there from Ibira, it was enough for her to look at me, for my heart to fall in love.