Hello everyone many times When we eat product we don't think about the work behind it to bring it to our tables now everything is done with machines but once everything was done by hand and there were these wonderful ladies who collected rice with their feet always in the water and under the sun I dedicate this wonderful song to them.

I thank all those who leave me the compliments and follow me on my YouTube channel.In fact, I invite those who are not registered to subscribe because in this way you give me a hand to support me

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC1Nc35O8djgvHmZ8QuperdQ

Lyric

The bus left the country
Few things uma vechia money order
We went to the paddy field
She went to work
She left the morrid husband
Um greeting, kiss, smile
To bring home
Little money and a lot of rice
In the paddy field
When the sun burned the skin
She sang the mondine
The most beautiful love songs
And then in the evening
At the end of the hard work
They all sang in chorus
Finally we go to rest
My friend don't cry
If your skin is burned
It is the water of the paddy field
Who ruined it for you
You count the days that go by
And nostalgia grows
Think of your distant love
Waiting only for you
In the evening you are tired and you rest
And in the dark you go back to thinking
The time will come
That you will return home
In the photo you keep in your suitcase
Four houses in a square in a church
And the face of your love
That you carry locked in your heart
In the paddy field
When the sun burned the skin
The mondine sang
The most beautiful love songs
My friend don't cry
If your skin is burned
It is the water of the paddy field
Who ruined it for you
You count the days that go by
And nostalgia grows
Think of your distant love
Waiting only for you
Friend smiles again
Tomorrow is a feast day
Yes of the rice field
We go home