He tried to study Music with a Swiss professor living in Brazil, but their ideas about roots music were incompatible, Elomar having a vision both more dynamic and more linked to the mentality of the people, while still fully committed to the sophistication and quality of Classical music; while his teacher wanted, and produced, a fully Contemporary music with influences from the region. Elomar’s music, while keeping the Classical forms of operas, cantatas, oratorios and other sacred music, has a distinctive Mediæval flavour, Elomar maintaining in his characteristic, idiosyncratic speech that ‘Brazilian Northeast is the last time of the Middle Ages’ (‘O Nordeste é o último tempo da Idade Média’).
He was Secretary of Urbanism for Vitória da Conquista for a while. Now he keeps a home at the city but spends most of his time in his goat-raising farm, where he shares in the work of the farm and direct it, besides writing down his music. He says he has most of it ready in his mind, and he only asks God time enough to live to be able to write it all down.
Elomar has a passion for European culture with a strong preference for the French, while totally rejecting the Anglo-Saxon one. He is nearly a Luddite, thinking all technology misused. He is deeply religious and thinks all modern European culture dead and sick.
His music, while not too difficult to hear, is quite sophisticated and manages to successfully combine both modern and Mediæval elements. It carries expressions of deep faith both by the author himself and the poetical egos. It has some striking themes to it, some universal – like Incelença ad Moribundum Solem, a requiem thanking God for all the services the Sun has performed us, to be sung when it finally dies somewhere in the future – and some parochial, like the fate of specific, if fictional violeiros and migrants from the dry, feudalised lands of the Northeast to the rich, industrial lands of the Southeast.
Some connoisseurs consider him the greatest living musician, because he manages to do Classical music that is modern and relevant to today's time while still being deeply stepped in his region’s mentality and beliefs, totally avoiding the Nihilism seen as dominating modern art in general and Contemporary music specifically.
From 2000 to 2004 he lived at Lagoa Real, trying to form a ‘sertaneza’ (country) opera project.
Zefinha
Elomar Lyrics
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O luar chegou meu bem
Vamos pela estrada que teu pai passou
Quando era criancinha igual você também
Ô Zefinha
essa é a terra de ninguém
Guarda na lembrança ela é a esperança
Que a terra não tem
Dos filhos da terra
Que a terra não tem
Nela o teu pai nasceu e se criou
E se Deus quiser
Um dia há de morrer também
E se Deus quiser
Um dia há de morrer também
Ôôôô... Zefinha
Ouve o seu pai meu bem
Ama essa terra que nosso Sinhô
Um dia batizô a terra de ninguém
Ôôôô... Zefinha
Veja quantos ranchos tem
Nessa terra os homi planta, colhi e comi
Louvando Jesus na terra de ninguém
Louvando Jesus na terra de ninguém
In "Zefinha," Elomar tells the story of a young girl named Zefinha who walks with him on a moonlit road. Together, they travel the same paths that her father walked as a child, and Elomar encourages her to remember the land as the hope of the children of the earth that the earth does not have. He tells her that her father was born in this land and that he will die in it again. The song emphasizes the importance of the land and the memories that people build on it, as well as the appreciation of the simple life of farming and the faith in Jesus.
Elomar's song "Zefinha" is a tribute to the rural life of Brazil's Northeastern region, where Elomar lives. The song's theme is the importance of the land and the need to remember one's roots. It expresses the view that the land is an integral part of one's identity and that one should appreciate its beauty and the simple lives of those who work on it. The lyrics also highlight the faith in Jesus that is integral to the lives of many rural people.
Overall, "Zefinha" is a beautiful song that highlights the importance of remembering one's roots and the beauty of simple living. It is a tribute to the rural people of Brazil's Northeastern region and their faith in Jesus.
Line by Line Meaning
Ô Zefinha
Addressing Zefinha
O luar chegou meu bem
The moon has risen, my dear
Vamos pela estrada que teu pai passou
Let's follow the path your father once walked
Quando era criancinha igual você também
When he was a child, just like you
Essa é a terra de ninguém
This is no man's land
Guarda na lembrança ela é a esperança
Remember, it is our hope
Dos filhos da terra
For the sons of the land
Que a terra não tem
Which the land lacks
Nela o teu pai nasceu e se criou
Your father was born and raised here
E se Deus quiser
If God wills it
Um dia há de morrer também
He will also die here someday
Ouve o seu pai meu bem
Listen to your father, my dear
Ama essa terra que nosso Sinhô
Love this land that our Lord
Um dia batizô a terra de ninguém
Once baptized as no man's land
Veja quantos ranchos tem
See how many farms there are
Nessa terra os homi planta, colhi e comi
On this land, people plant, harvest and eat
Louvando Jesus na terra de ninguém
Praising Jesus in no man's land
Contributed by Arianna N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Thiago Ferreira
Ô Zefinha
O luar chegou meu bem
Vamos pela estrada que seu pai passou
Quando era criancinha igual você também
Ôôõ Zefinha essa é a terra de ninguém
Guarda na lembrança ela é a esperança
Dos filhos da terra
Que a terra não tem
Dos filhos da terra
Que a terra não tem
Nela o seu pai nasceu e se criou
E se Deus quiser
Um dia há de morrer também
E se Deus quiser
Um dia há de morrer também
Ô Zefinha
Ouve o seu pai meu bem
Ama essa terra que nosso Sinhô
Um dia batizô a terra de ninguém
Ôôôô... Zefinha
Veja quantos ranchos tem
Nessa terra os homi planta, colhi e comi
Louvando Jesus na terra de ninguém
Louvando Jesus na terra de ninguém
Nela o seu pai nasceu e se criou
E se Deus quiser
Um dia há de morrer também
E se Deus quiser
Um dia há de morrer também
Ô Zefinha
Veja esse vale além
Seco de tristeza, se enche de beleza
Com todas as criatura quando a chuva vem
Ôôô... Zefinha
Quando seu pai for pro além
Olha essa gente, cuida as criancinha
E toma conta dessa terra de ninguém
Toma conta dessa terra de ninguém
Nela o seu pai nasceu e se criou
E se Deus quiser
Um dia há de morrer também
E se Deus quiser
Um dia há de morrer também
E se Deus quiser
Um dia há de morrer também
Emannuel Franca
Poeta máximo da terra de ninguém
Helio Nunes
Grande e eterno Elomar. Grande poeta e misterioso do sertao.
Antonio celso
zefinha, voce é tão criança pra sofrer assim também!
Emannuel de França Leite Emannuel
Nessa
Terra
!