Da Templa Antiga

I carry in my soul the mark of our wildness
I have culture and civility, that's why I raise my voice
I'm a traditionalist and I don't stray from my roots
But I bring the scent of the fields in the wild verses I sing
I unraveled my memory and opened the gate of my heart
I'm wild and I don't wear adornments, I wasn't born to be flashy
Just a stray cowboy on the paths of the plains
Looking at my reflection, seeing the past

Most want to act all modern
I'm a stubborn old soul
I stay true to my Taurus nature and won't change
I don't care and let them squabble
I light a smoke and dance to a rap
And I sing with a heartfelt tone
I sing with an open heart
For my beloved Rio Grande
I even think I was born near a campfire
I unfold the life of a cowboy
Like a hand of cards in a game of truco
And my verses are wilder
Than the drool of a wild horse

Hat tipped and baggy pants all worn out
I rise at dawn to have my mate
I'm an old temple and a pillar of new times
My verse serves as an example for the future generation
I live stumbling through the hope of my southern plains
Singing verses is my destiny and my voice won't be silenced
For me, not singing about my land
Is just what ties my tongue
Or maybe I'll die in want
In a clash of war