Gaúcho de Coração

The world I carry forward
He doesn't show a smile on his face
It's the world of troops and field
Of the beaten loin, of the pealos that come
I face this world head on
Sharpening my claws for good and for bad
But I also know how to dream in the dreams of a certain someone

A world with a colt's neigh
Clinks of spurs and revolution
The world that values the flag
That made the border with blood on the ground
I am the guardian of this world
With a warrior soul and reins in hand
But I feel at peace when I play the guitar

I'm a gaucho with reins in hand
I'm a gaucho playing a guitar
In this world of God
Always faithful to my ground
I'm a gaucho with a bow and a song
I'm a gaucho, I fight and I'm passionate
In this world that is mine
Gaucho is my heart

The chest that feels like stone
From a rag-tag fence, from a sure arrow
In the struggle I showed destiny to many a homeless man
The dagger draws misfortune for someone
That makes me lose my temper
But I calm down when I look
A certain look at the cowshed

The reins I hold are very short
Keep time from slipping away from me
Life fills me with bullets and each bullet is not a blank
I am assured and I hold my course
And my gaucho way until the end
But I'm pure emotion, if my love says yes

I'm a gaucho with reins in hand
I'm a gaucho playing a guitar
In this world of God
Always faithful to my ground
I'm a gaucho with a lasso and a song
I'm a gaucho, I fight and I'm passionate
In this world that is mine
Gaucho is my heart