Fogão de Lenha
Carlos Colla
Wood Stove
Wait, my mother, I'm coming back
How I miss a kiss from you
The morning dew covering the flowers
And a moonbeam that was so mine
The dream of greatness, oh dear mother
One day separated you and me
I wanted so much to be someone in life
And I'm just one more who got lost
Take the guitar, and the accordion I played
Leave the coffee pot on the stove
Wood stove, and a hammock on the porch
Arrange everything, dear mother, your son is coming back
Mother, I remember our house so much
And the things you said when I left
I remember my father who was sad
And never sang again after I left
Today I know, oh dear mother
In life's lessons I learned
What I came to look for here far away
I always had everything and everything is there
