Segue o Seco paints a vivid picture of Brazil’s drought-stricken sertão, where everything feels seco (dry) — cattle, storms, farming tools, even people’s hopes. By repeating the word over and over, Marisa Monte lets us taste the dust and feel the weariness of a land and a population that keep moving forward without realizing that the very road beneath their feet is cracked and barren. The line “a água que secar será um tiro seco” hints that, when the last drop is gone, desperation can explode like a gunshot. Drought here is not only about weather; it is a symbol of social neglect, poverty, and the slow erosion of dreams.
Yet behind the cracked earth there is a persistent prayer: “Ô, chuva, vem me dizer” — “Oh, rain, come tell me.” The singer begs the clouds for relief and wonders whether the people “up there” (political leaders? the heavens?) are lonely, silent, or simply indifferent. Each imagined cause for rain — Saint Peter’s tears, a broken heart, coconuts spilling their water — reminds us that human emotion and natural forces are intertwined. In the end the song is both a protest and a hopeful chant: it exposes the harsh reality of drought while calling for compassion, solidarity, and the life-giving water that can reset destiny.