Cut in the bush
Cut in the woods
Just cut, hey brother
In your hand turns
All around you
The blade of your machete
Cut in the bush
Cut in the woods
Just cut, hey brother
A big sun turns alone
Around you
The sugar cane is ripe »re
And cutting is your job
You have to cut the reeds
From where the sugar flows freely
Cut, cut, brother
Cutting is your job
The machete breaks your back
Wrought iron, wrought iron
Sweet
Cut the walls
Cut the sadness
Just cut, hey brother
In your heart, spin
All around you
The story of the holidays
Cut into the bush
Cut into the woods
Just cut, hey brother
A great love turns alone
Around you
It cuts the night that lasts
And cutting is your job
You have to cut the reeds
From where the sugar flows freely
Cut, cut, brother
Cutting is your job
The machete breaks your back
Wrought iron, wrought iron, sweet

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