Meu Canto

My song doesn't know disappointment
It has been fighting for so long
But it doesn't tire of fighting
Today the resonance can already be heard
Of this voice of a ranch hand
Conquering its place

My song, if you want I offer you
Because no one puts a price on me
When I don't want to sing
My song, companion, don't be fooled
It's like a broken-in horse
That got tired of being led

(My song smells of earth and pampas
It's a wanderer that sets up camp
Having the world as its shed
It shouts so the whole world can hear
It's the root of great strength
Sprouting from this land)

My song, it's not sorrow, it's not tears
Not the past, not the future
For the present is more true
Today tomorrow doesn't fascinate me
I have yesterday to teach me
But I don't live in nostalgia

I sing in this land where I stand
But don't step on my poncho
Or I'll stop and get angry
I sing to ask for more equality
Whoever doesn't like the truth
Should stay away from the rodeo

(My song smells of earth and pampas
It's a wanderer that sets up camp
Having the world as its shed
It shouts so the whole world can hear
It's the root of great strength
Sprouting from this land)

I sing, and my voice when I rise
Doesn't bring hatred or malice
Things I don't know how to feel
Not that I'm more than anyone else
Not more taura, not more colt
If I say so, I'd be lying

I ask those who judge and give opinions
To forget prejudice
And accept me as I am
Gentle as water from a well
But a post that doesn't bend
Because time has rooted it

(My song smells of earth and pampas
It's a wanderer that sets up camp
Having the world as its shed
It shouts so the whole world can hear
It's the root of great strength
Sprouting from this land)