Pedido de Um Pai Pra Filho

A father's request to a son
(this composition, I offer to all the fathers of this old Brazil of God
And to all the children who consider and respect their parents)

Listen to me, my son, this request I make
You are small, but very intelligent
Never forget that I raised you in my arms
May God show you the way to move forward

If by chance one day you are far away
Through the radio, my request will go
If we meet again
Give me a hug and don't mistreat your father

To be understanding is what I ask and advise you, boy
From the beginning to the end, be a good son to me
So I can be a good father to you
To honor traditions is what I ask and advise you, boy
From the beginning to the end, be a good son to me
So I can be a good father to you

I want you to sing, play the harmonica, and write verses
Anywhere in the world, dressed in traditional clothes
And don't trade the baggy pants for shorts
Don't wear earrings or tie your hair back

I want you to enjoy rodeos and country events
When you grow up, follow your father's path
Also, don't trade the wide-brimmed hat
For a fancy one imported from Paraguay

To be an honorable man is what I ask and advise you, boy
From the beginning to the end, be a good son to me
So I can be a good father to you
To avoid becoming a drug addict is what I ask and advise you, boy
From the beginning to the end, be a good son to me
So I can be a good father to you

(And for my daughter Naiara
To have understanding and patience
Sympathy and intelligence and great behavior
When she finds a husband, may he not be a coward
To prevent later suffering
To defend my children
I stand firm like a post
I don't want a son-in-law with an earring
That makes me lose my temper
I lose my calm, I dodge
And my daughter doesn't suffer
But that doesn't happen
As long as your father is alive!)